To wonder why MNHQ still haven't given us our Chalet School topic?

[TheObligatoryNotQuiteSoNewGirl]

Because we probably shouldn't still be hanging out in AIBU, four (or is it five?) threads later.

I've been reading all the lovely transcripts, and although I started Prefects yesterday, I don't want to finish it, because it's the last one! :-(

Joan Baker has just suggested that we sneak down to the Bier Festival in the village. There are some boys with mopeds down there. I've read Miss Annersley's rules again and we seem to be okay.

Special milk? She confiscated the gin and Joan's new book we were reading. :(

Bier festival sounds good. Boys on mopeds, even better!

Boys on mopeds?

DeWee my lamb I'm sure we're still allowed to snigger at Joey, just not at her twinset. Shall we send a deputation to Miss Annersley to seek clarification?

I am thinking you lot will be hemming sheets for eternity. Neither Madame nor Miss Annersley will approve of your hot pants suit Summer

....Unless.... perhaps if it was lime green hot pant suit.... perhaps then you could get away with it and they would turn a blind eye....

And how brilliant will you all look, showing up in your lime green velveteen hot pant suits, in the lime green and cream minibus?

Well we're all quite tall and slim too, so we should be ok

Tall is 5'2" right?

Would lime green eyeshadow and lime green dangly earrings be allowed?
Anyhow we're wasting time. Joan Baker's already left and she'll hog all the boys and mopeds. You know how fast quick acting she is.

Well she has a perm... and she can guzzle gin like anything.
We should get a move on girlies. Them boys need us!

I don't think I can come. M-L is my dormy pree and she's so frightfully on the spot. :(

Robin and halucinations?

Shit, the dormy door is locked and I can see Mary Lou through the keyhole with a smug smirk on her face.

I dunno girls, it looks like snow and we don't want to be caught in a blizzard with our hot pants.

Mind you, I'd hate for anyone to think I'm a funk....

Gosh, hot pants and doctors coming to rescue us?

Let's just break this bloody door down.

The lengths some people will go to to engineer a chance encounter with Gaudenz in the goatherd hut during an avalanche.

Vintage I can hear her clarion glee from here. Alas.

Sheets into a rope and over the balcony you go!

Is the Tzigane a boy band!

Make sure you have your scarf crossed over your chest, and your proper nailed boots on. Then you'll be OK, plus they'll go splendidly with the lime green hot pants.

Gosh, these plans all sound a bit Trebizond for me. Hope you all have a lovely time snogging spotty boys and drinking the local dodgy weissbier before getting lost in the snow on the way back.

Personally I'm going to make the most of the peace and quiet to get on with Lady Chatterley's Lover, accompanied with a mug of hot milk and brandy. (Top tip: Matey never queries hot milk. If it smells a little odd she just assumes Dr Jack has found a new sedative to use.)

MaryLou is evil. She just locked me in the splasheries.

Matey's on the prowl. She's confiscating everyone's hotpants.

She probably just wants to play 'identify your own underthings' again.

It's not evil, Joey, and it's not cheek. It's just Mary-Lou!