Birthdays
My best birthday so far was my 30th, when I held a Polish Bear Hunting evening in some woods - everyone dressed up in hunting gear, ate a Polish hunting stew round a big fire and then, armed with torches, ran out to find the foil-wrapped chocolate bears I'd hidden in the trees.
My worst so far was my first at university - my birthday was the first official day of term, so I thought there'd be loads of people there to have fun with. No, Cambridge is so posh nobody actually turns up on the first night. I got very drunk with the barman.
What extremes of birthdays have you had?
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 11:07)
My best birthday so far was my 30th, when I held a Polish Bear Hunting evening in some woods - everyone dressed up in hunting gear, ate a Polish hunting stew round a big fire and then, armed with torches, ran out to find the foil-wrapped chocolate bears I'd hidden in the trees.
My worst so far was my first at university - my birthday was the first official day of term, so I thought there'd be loads of people there to have fun with. No, Cambridge is so posh nobody actually turns up on the first night. I got very drunk with the barman.
What extremes of birthdays have you had?
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 11:07)
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My worst
My worst birthday was my 20th - I was at uni and went out drinking with friends and my girlfriend. My girlfriend dumped me, my friends accidentally (they said) left me to fall asleep slumped against a lamp post in the city centre, and I had to walk home as I had no money.
My best birthday was the following year, my 21st, when we filled the implausibly large student house we had with drunken party goers. The game of crab football (football played on all fours) that my sister organised upstairs was great fun, till we came back downstairs to find one of the chandeliers had fallen down. Yes, chandeliers. They should never have let students live in a house like that.
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 11:19, Reply)
My worst birthday was my 20th - I was at uni and went out drinking with friends and my girlfriend. My girlfriend dumped me, my friends accidentally (they said) left me to fall asleep slumped against a lamp post in the city centre, and I had to walk home as I had no money.
My best birthday was the following year, my 21st, when we filled the implausibly large student house we had with drunken party goers. The game of crab football (football played on all fours) that my sister organised upstairs was great fun, till we came back downstairs to find one of the chandeliers had fallen down. Yes, chandeliers. They should never have let students live in a house like that.
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 11:19, Reply)
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