I remember the good old days in college, all our exams in a massive Main Hall or the sports hall. In my history exam there were 8 of us so few infact that the lights in the sports hall didn't think there was anyone in the room - as such they went off every 5 mins.
But then again I once had an exam in a tent. Same time of year (Feb, close enough) it was blowing a gale and snowing outside. The lights they had hung from the room were swaying left and right the tent had long given up trying to keep the gale force 4 wind out. Some examiners where scuttling about handing out hot drinks. Others were going into the main building and scavenging for any object that could be used as a paperweight to hold peoples exam scripts down. And this was a 3 hour exam.
Good old general studies, valued throught the land as a waste of time. But heres the thing I got 100% on that exam. Eventhough I was in a tent, eventhough in the question that asked us to write an essay about British Politics I called the examiners spineless goons and gormless ignarami and suggested that they look at what they are doing rather than trying to appease the then Minister for Education Estell Morris. (Who actually resigned her post shortly after - I don't think it was my exam script that did it though.)
Overall it was fun. Cold, wet, windy and insane. But fun none the less.
College gone mad. 
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