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 18th was one of the best
My friends sister and her husband took us down the pub and got us well wrecked. My friend and I then went back to his and smoked a few bongs, resulting in me projectile vomiting all over the place. I ended up sleeping on his sofa at 6.30 in the evening. How we laughed.
Last year I celebrated mine on the going home day of the Reading Festival. Twas also good.
This year my friend bought me a coconut and a tin of pilchards. I almost cried with delight.
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 12:10, Reply)
My friends sister and her husband took us down the pub and got us well wrecked. My friend and I then went back to his and smoked a few bongs, resulting in me projectile vomiting all over the place. I ended up sleeping on his sofa at 6.30 in the evening. How we laughed.
Last year I celebrated mine on the going home day of the Reading Festival. Twas also good.
This year my friend bought me a coconut and a tin of pilchards. I almost cried with delight.
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 12:10, Reply)
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