French...

I don’t remember the actual lessons, but I do remember we had to choose French names for ourselves, and make a paper nameplate for our desks! I ended up being Jean-Marie (or something similar).

School Trips to France...

The trips I remember involved a hovercraft on one occasion and a ferry on another. We had no passports and were ushered, en masse, through customs (presumably or teachers took care of any paperwork). The hovercraft was all very peculiar, especially when it ‘deflated’ with a bump on the embankment on the French side. On the ferry, I remember being told (by one of the teachers) that there were some soldiers on board (I don’t recall seeing any so I assume they were wearing civvies at the time).