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 20th was hilarious, my 30th disasterous
I shared my 20th with a lad of 28, as a result I spent the entire day and night with a group with considerably more drinking ability than myself. My last memory of the day was waking up in a night club in Hereford, totally unaware of who I was.
My 30th nearly resulted in my death. On that night I think I finally learnt to not pick on the local caveman. 2 days later he comatosed someone with a baseball bat.
In April I shall be 33, and fully expect to get myself into some major trouble, preferably abroad. But not at the bottom of a swimming pool......
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 17:28, Reply)
I shared my 20th with a lad of 28, as a result I spent the entire day and night with a group with considerably more drinking ability than myself. My last memory of the day was waking up in a night club in Hereford, totally unaware of who I was.
My 30th nearly resulted in my death. On that night I think I finally learnt to not pick on the local caveman. 2 days later he comatosed someone with a baseball bat.
In April I shall be 33, and fully expect to get myself into some major trouble, preferably abroad. But not at the bottom of a swimming pool......
( , Fri 9 Dec 2005, 17:28, Reply)
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