#24

what

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#25

That is absolutely brilliant

#26

Went to cub camp and scout camp most summers as my holiday. We went to exciting places like Norfolk, Northampton and north Yorkshire. I used to love them.

There were a few of the really posh kids in my year who went to PGL camps, which sounded really exotic.

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#27

I remember the chills when we would get the brochure through the door and my sister and I would flick through obsessively. Some of them seemed so exotic, especially the one in the south that did loads of water sports. Always ended up being the generic activity Boreattan one, other than one farm one though. I feel like the kidnap one might have been Robin Hood themed, but maybe that was just part of it?

#28

There’s no way you’re getting away with not expanding on this

#29

It was part of the thing. They pretend they’re taking you out for an activity like abseiling or whatever and then some archers on horseback come out through the woods and tie up your group leader and take you all to a room high up somewhere and lock you in.

I assume it was part of the thing, anyhow.

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#30

Went to this a few times towards the end of my time in primary school

https://www.campbeaumont.co.uk

Got to do CAD and climbing, what a range of events. Only have good memories.

(To this day, I had no idea where it actually was. Thanks, this tread).

Also went to somewhere in north Wales at the end of my first year of secondary school. Mainly remember one night the vegetarian meal was a place of white rice, lol the 90s. Went gorge walking though, that was cool.

#31

Went on Scout camp for two weeks every summer for seven years. fucking absolutely loved it. Two weeks of lighting fires, sleeping in tents and listening mixtapes everyone had brought. First heard Rage Against The Machine on one of those trips. I remember buying a load of Gundam model kits on a trip into Wexford one year too.

Best thing about those trips was the other Scouts from towns and villages form outside Clonmel. I’m still friends with a load of them to this day. Delighted to have such happy memories from my teenager years (as opposed to being in school or going to the Gaeltacht, which was utter shit.)

#32

Lol, most of the kids at PGL were not in any way posh. There wasn’t anyone who could look after us whilst our mum was at work, and the day activity centres near by worked out nearly as expensive.

#33

It’s all relative. They went to the ones in France, too, which were very expensive.

#34

Yeah, there were some fairly posh kids at the France one but still not that many.

As for “relative”, I came from a single parent low income family. My mum had to scrimp and save, and we didn’t go on family holidays other than perhaps some local camping. Sorry, probably overly defensive…

#35

is there another meaning to CAD that i don’t know about

#36

Probably using a really old term cos I don’t have anything to do with IT, just using a computer to control a drawing machine thing

#37

When I was 13/14 I went to one with a childhood pal that I was assured was a fun camping and orienteering thing.
When I arrived it turned out to be an evangelical retreat full of gobsmacking religious sermons, speaking in tongues and people fainting due to the power of christ. The preacher bloke would place his palm on your forehead and start slavvering on about how Jesus saves. Everyone else was passing out and flopping on the floor. I just stood there feeling an intense embarrassment and a desire to be anywhere else.

It was the worst week of my life.

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#38

no, that’s pretty much what i thought you meant

just can’t really picture a bunch of kids sitting about the park playing with autoCAD

#39

Misread that as ‘farting’ and it made it sound brilliant.

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#40

I went on a couple of these and they were emphatically not posh. Middle class, sure. Don’t know what the French ones were like.

#41

Yeah probably not today, but it was the early 90s, most of us didn’t have home computers. Not sure my school even had more than a couple.

#42

Went to scout camp when I was younger. Highlight was falling out of a tree and breaking my arm. Still played crab football on it in the afternoon and only agreed to go to hospital when i got home the next day after my Mum insisted that my arm should have a bend in it like it did.

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#43

Just remembered we also learnt how to do spreadsheets