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 best and worst was probably my 18th
which entailed three extremely drunken and stoned nights on the trot, spending huge amounts of money, even though I got a hell of a lot of drinks bought for me.. and frolicking in the parks nearby/friends gardens/roads getting battered out of our tiny minds.
Then on the morning following the third day I had an 8 til 5 shift in a shop.
Having to tell them man you are serving fresh meat products "i'm sorry, but you'll have to get someone else to finish this serving, I need to go and be very violently sick" and then spending 20 minutes of solid chundering in the lav upstairs was one of my less graceful moments.
My 21st is yet to come.
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 11:26, Reply)
which entailed three extremely drunken and stoned nights on the trot, spending huge amounts of money, even though I got a hell of a lot of drinks bought for me.. and frolicking in the parks nearby/friends gardens/roads getting battered out of our tiny minds.
Then on the morning following the third day I had an 8 til 5 shift in a shop.
Having to tell them man you are serving fresh meat products "i'm sorry, but you'll have to get someone else to finish this serving, I need to go and be very violently sick" and then spending 20 minutes of solid chundering in the lav upstairs was one of my less graceful moments.
My 21st is yet to come.
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 11:26, Reply)
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