Discussion
Jimmy No Hands said:
At my partners school (teacher, I'm not one of those) they get a coach to and from the venue together, saves on the flashy types showing off to the ones who can't, I suppose.
My daughters prom tonight and same with her school. Drop the kids at school and then they all get on coaches to the venue. I don’t get all this celebration myself as per others. I remember my last day of school after my last exam and it was just basically a goodbye. Wouldn’t mind but the majority of the kids don’t actually leave, but do 6th form.
Jamescrs said:
I remember having a "leavers ball" when I left high-school 25 years ago so ots not new its just got blown up massively.
I have a while to worry about it thankfully. My eldest is moving to high school next year but thankfully proms haven't decended to her junior school level yet.
We had a Leavers Ball as well (private school) and it was a pretty nice do. They erected a marquee next to the main hall and turned them into a fairly impressive venue. I have a while to worry about it thankfully. My eldest is moving to high school next year but thankfully proms haven't decended to her junior school level yet.
Like a lot of American traditions which we seem to import these days, the whole 'prom thing' has taken over massively and got a bit out of hand, but it does seem to be fading slightly. I think people have had enough of £1000 dresses for their kids and pink Hummer limos.
Lord Marylebone said:
Mr Spoon said:
I took three teenagers to prom in the Maserati last Thursday. I made use of the cars performance 
anyway, what surprised me was the number of old fat bald men (im bald) driving like a granny and gave me the impression they forgot what fun was 40 years ago.
So you have a Ferrari, you take your niece to prom and drive at 45mph all the way and make no entrance whatsoever? May as well arrived on a pushbike.
Other Prom drivers were likely being careful because:anyway, what surprised me was the number of old fat bald men (im bald) driving like a granny and gave me the impression they forgot what fun was 40 years ago.
So you have a Ferrari, you take your niece to prom and drive at 45mph all the way and make no entrance whatsoever? May as well arrived on a pushbike.
a)There is a limit to how you can drive in a 20 or 30mph zone, or urban areas, which is generally where most schools or prom venues are located.
b)It would be frowned upon to drive too fast near a school or near an event where there were lots of kids.
c)Any daft behaviour by the driver would see the kids and/or their parents given a b
king and the tradition of kids being dropped off in fancy cars being put at risk of being banned. Health and Safety and all that.d)The school would be furious at any 'lively' driving on the way to, or near the grounds of the school or the event.
e) It would simply be irresponsible when you have other peoples children in the car.
I've dropped a friends kid off at Prom in one of my cars before, and we just cruised all the way there, as did all the other cars, a few blips of the throttle on arrival seemed to be the order of the day from everyone. The photos of the cars and photos of the kids getting out of the cars seemed by far the most important bit.
I'm 42 and I learned some time ago that trying to 'show off' in a car with silly driving is either a tragic look for a middle aged bloke, or a recipe for disaster.
I'm not totally straight-laced... my car did have straight through Fabspeed exhausts on it, so it absolutely made all the right noises on arrival, but there was no requirement for 'lively' driving
Edited by Lord Marylebone on Tuesday 28th June 08:54
No village or school in site. It was held at six ways stadium. Might want to get off you're boring assumption horse... Ps might have helped if I said it was a 15 mile journey on NSL roads. But it was fun reading your condescending comments.
I think I drifted around a roundabout also. The shame.
I’ve done two prom runs in my car.
Prom1...mate’s twin grandsons aged 16. Prom in a local hotel.
We both have Morgans with V8 engines. Drove in in tandem, greeted the waiting crowds with having a chat by revving the engines. Nice two car V8 conversation that got the boys mega brownie points.
Prom2.....friend’s granddaughter for 6th form Prom but at the school. Sparkling red Morgan, me dressed up, passenger stunning in home made outfit. I suggested a Pashmina ( scarf to you Philistines) due to the open top. It was a great combination. We did a route through the town not direct. More points for her, more than the ones turning up in other classic/ posh cars.
In my day at. Boys Grammar School we had discos with the Girls Grammar School, alternating venues in school halls.
Met my wife to be in the last one.....
We also did joint concerts for charity, pupils and parents. The jazz band were rehearsing and played the “stripper” song. Three girls doing a Supremes mime act pretended to do a strip. Down to underwear only. We kept it in...much to the delight of the boys in our school, teachers and parents. All done very tastefully. No Cupid Stunt antics.
Prom1...mate’s twin grandsons aged 16. Prom in a local hotel.
We both have Morgans with V8 engines. Drove in in tandem, greeted the waiting crowds with having a chat by revving the engines. Nice two car V8 conversation that got the boys mega brownie points.
Prom2.....friend’s granddaughter for 6th form Prom but at the school. Sparkling red Morgan, me dressed up, passenger stunning in home made outfit. I suggested a Pashmina ( scarf to you Philistines) due to the open top. It was a great combination. We did a route through the town not direct. More points for her, more than the ones turning up in other classic/ posh cars.
In my day at. Boys Grammar School we had discos with the Girls Grammar School, alternating venues in school halls.
Met my wife to be in the last one.....
We also did joint concerts for charity, pupils and parents. The jazz band were rehearsing and played the “stripper” song. Three girls doing a Supremes mime act pretended to do a strip. Down to underwear only. We kept it in...much to the delight of the boys in our school, teachers and parents. All done very tastefully. No Cupid Stunt antics.
andyxxx said:
Her best friend came for pre-drinks at our house – I was going to drop them off at the ball which she would have been happy with, but a (not very close) friend coincidentally came by in his California and kindly offered to drop them – which they thought was brill.
A good practical choice - you'd probably be able to get half a dozen of them in a California even with the huge dresses I got a call from a cousin who works in a primary school as a teaching assistant one afternoon before covid asking if I'd take one of the pupils to his end of year school prom that evening.
Apparently the boy was in a group of close friends at the school and one of the other dads had hired a limo for them and this little guy had just been told he was just one-too-many to fit in and had been unceremoniously dumped. My cousin was friends with the mum and I think she'd taken that "rejection" quite hard. It wasn't really the best neighbourhood. I doubt there were many limos in town.
Anyhow, I agreed and for about 30 minutes that evening had THE loudest and most revy Ferrari in the world as we followed the Limo on a quick tour of the town before heading on the the drop off point (ironically back at the school)
The tears of wonder from the mum and grandad and neighbours when I picked the guy up were nothing to the tears and blubbing on show when we pulled up in the playground and all the other wee boys rushed out the limo to get photos and video of their little abandoned pal turning up in a bright red Ferrari. Drove home with a happy smile that evening.
However, back in the day I don't even think I bothered going to my end of school 6th form disco, never mind a primary school thing.
Apparently the boy was in a group of close friends at the school and one of the other dads had hired a limo for them and this little guy had just been told he was just one-too-many to fit in and had been unceremoniously dumped. My cousin was friends with the mum and I think she'd taken that "rejection" quite hard. It wasn't really the best neighbourhood. I doubt there were many limos in town.
Anyhow, I agreed and for about 30 minutes that evening had THE loudest and most revy Ferrari in the world as we followed the Limo on a quick tour of the town before heading on the the drop off point (ironically back at the school)
The tears of wonder from the mum and grandad and neighbours when I picked the guy up were nothing to the tears and blubbing on show when we pulled up in the playground and all the other wee boys rushed out the limo to get photos and video of their little abandoned pal turning up in a bright red Ferrari. Drove home with a happy smile that evening.
However, back in the day I don't even think I bothered going to my end of school 6th form disco, never mind a primary school thing.
legless said:
andyxxx said:
Her best friend came for pre-drinks at our house – I was going to drop them off at the ball which she would have been happy with, but a (not very close) friend coincidentally came by in his California and kindly offered to drop them – which they thought was brill.
A good practical choice - you'd probably be able to get half a dozen of them in a California even with the huge dresses renmure said:
I got a call from a cousin who works in a primary school as a teaching assistant one afternoon before covid asking if I'd take one of the pupils to his end of year school prom that evening.
Apparently the boy was in a group of close friends at the school and one of the other dads had hired a limo for them and this little guy had just been told he was just one-too-many to fit in and had been unceremoniously dumped. My cousin was friends with the mum and I think she'd taken that "rejection" quite hard. It wasn't really the best neighbourhood. I doubt there were many limos in town.
Anyhow, I agreed and for about 30 minutes that evening had THE loudest and most revy Ferrari in the world as we followed the Limo on a quick tour of the town before heading on the the drop off point (ironically back at the school)
The tears of wonder from the mum and grandad and neighbours when I picked the guy up were nothing to the tears and blubbing on show when we pulled up in the playground and all the other wee boys rushed out the limo to get photos and video of their little abandoned pal turning up in a bright red Ferrari. Drove home with a happy smile that evening.
However, back in the day I don't even think I bothered going to my end of school 6th form disco, never mind a primary school thing.
Apparently the boy was in a group of close friends at the school and one of the other dads had hired a limo for them and this little guy had just been told he was just one-too-many to fit in and had been unceremoniously dumped. My cousin was friends with the mum and I think she'd taken that "rejection" quite hard. It wasn't really the best neighbourhood. I doubt there were many limos in town.
Anyhow, I agreed and for about 30 minutes that evening had THE loudest and most revy Ferrari in the world as we followed the Limo on a quick tour of the town before heading on the the drop off point (ironically back at the school)
The tears of wonder from the mum and grandad and neighbours when I picked the guy up were nothing to the tears and blubbing on show when we pulled up in the playground and all the other wee boys rushed out the limo to get photos and video of their little abandoned pal turning up in a bright red Ferrari. Drove home with a happy smile that evening.
However, back in the day I don't even think I bothered going to my end of school 6th form disco, never mind a primary school thing.
Awesome!
RATATTAK said:
RATATTAK said:
My grandaughter has requested a black 911 Turbo to take her to the meeting point where she and her friends will be piling into the limo to take them to the prom ... luckily I've got one that'll fit the bill
and here it is all ready for later today:
show us the proooooofMr Spoon said:
RATATTAK said:
RATATTAK said:
My grandaughter has requested a black 911 Turbo to take her to the meeting point where she and her friends will be piling into the limo to take them to the prom ... luckily I've got one that'll fit the bill
and here it is all ready for later today: show us the proooooof
RATATTAK said:
Mr Spoon said:
RATATTAK said:
RATATTAK said:
My grandaughter has requested a black 911 Turbo to take her to the meeting point where she and her friends will be piling into the limo to take them to the prom ... luckily I've got one that'll fit the bill
and here it is all ready for later today: show us the prooooooflooking nice.
I left school in 2005 and we were, I think, the second year to have a prom. It was a rather fancy affair at Beamish Hall, with the girls all in big posh dresses and the lads all in suits (except me, I wore a kilt). Our parents hired us a Ford Excursion stretch, which, I seem to recall cost us £20 each.
I dropped a mate's stepdaughter in the BMW last week. He had planned to use his own car but short notice the weather was really good and ours is a convertible. She was very chuffed.
I dropped a mate's stepdaughter in the BMW last week. He had planned to use his own car but short notice the weather was really good and ours is a convertible. She was very chuffed.
renmure said:
I got a call from a cousin who works in a primary school as a teaching assistant one afternoon before covid asking if I'd take one of the pupils to his end of year school prom that evening.
Apparently the boy was in a group of close friends at the school and one of the other dads had hired a limo for them and this little guy had just been told he was just one-too-many to fit in and had been unceremoniously dumped. My cousin was friends with the mum and I think she'd taken that "rejection" quite hard. It wasn't really the best neighbourhood. I doubt there were many limos in town.
Anyhow, I agreed and for about 30 minutes that evening had THE loudest and most revy Ferrari in the world as we followed the Limo on a quick tour of the town before heading on the the drop off point (ironically back at the school)
The tears of wonder from the mum and grandad and neighbours when I picked the guy up were nothing to the tears and blubbing on show when we pulled up in the playground and all the other wee boys rushed out the limo to get photos and video of their little abandoned pal turning up in a bright red Ferrari. Drove home with a happy smile that evening.
However, back in the day I don't even think I bothered going to my end of school 6th form disco, never mind a primary school thing.
Sounds like a John Hughes film ending. Respect to you for stepping in. Apparently the boy was in a group of close friends at the school and one of the other dads had hired a limo for them and this little guy had just been told he was just one-too-many to fit in and had been unceremoniously dumped. My cousin was friends with the mum and I think she'd taken that "rejection" quite hard. It wasn't really the best neighbourhood. I doubt there were many limos in town.
Anyhow, I agreed and for about 30 minutes that evening had THE loudest and most revy Ferrari in the world as we followed the Limo on a quick tour of the town before heading on the the drop off point (ironically back at the school)
The tears of wonder from the mum and grandad and neighbours when I picked the guy up were nothing to the tears and blubbing on show when we pulled up in the playground and all the other wee boys rushed out the limo to get photos and video of their little abandoned pal turning up in a bright red Ferrari. Drove home with a happy smile that evening.
However, back in the day I don't even think I bothered going to my end of school 6th form disco, never mind a primary school thing.
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