We were watching Top Gear last night and Jeremy played a game of British Bulldogs involving a car and tanks. Foolish maybe but it brought back memories of school.http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/British_bulldogs_(game) At school we played a variation called pirates, which we threw ourselves into with much enthusiasm. On one occasion, when I was eleven, I climbed up a high piece of apparatus with a “pirate” in hot pursuit and then slid down an adjoining rope. Yep, I skinned all my fingers. I can still remember the pain and shock but mostly I remember the embarrassment I felt. I mean to say, everybody knows not to slide down a rope.I went to an all girl school but we were no wilting violets. I refused to cry or tell anyone until a friend reported it and I got sent to get my hands tended to. My hands shook for a week and yes, the whole school got to hear of it…..happy days.