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Socials
Post Durham Regatta Social
A quiet evening in the Vern was sparked to life by a game of 12 head, leading to the creation of a few unusual drinks. Smarticus' birthday cake was enjoyed -notably by campbell who ate half of it in one mouthful. And the birthday pint was seen away, and then seen again.
An angry Kaiser stormed the lead on the way to chase. A few fishbowls later and Furry was ejected from chase -innocent as usual! In Klute a few competitor beaten in the day's racing were dismissed once again. Once on the bishop the captain steered a fine course. The idea of a HB Hatfield association was firmly put in its place. And more random pole dancing was seen.
Post Durham City
Some people have degrees to save over the next week, but I'm sure those pot winners out celebrating, will be making up for the rest of us.
Pre Season Training Camp (17th-24th April 2005)
River flooding delayed the start of the water training and then a submerged shopping trolley led to a quick swimming session for the Donkey. Crews were selected. BUSA time trials undertaken and duly rewarded. The new social sec organised a successful bbq, and sausages were burnt with typical German efficiency. The Lurve Tree hits 60 members with several new additions, in particular a small furry one. Klute was enjoyed by all.
HoRR
Un tideway-like conditions turned up a few lobsters in the Duke's Head. Where the now former ex-captain and co. had been keeping the bar till ticking over nicely all day. The Stig had been forced to make an early exit, as not to spread the Bubonic plague. Copious amounts of sambuca, led the Novice boys to challenge Hatfield's seniors to a boat race (save the now 6 pints racing penalty for the training camp)! A tour of the Putney clubs and lenghty chat with the Thames chavettes, led to the eventual extraction of 2 pints. Bar M found a once distinguished (now pissed) ex-rower with shaggy hair. A Molesey boy was removed from his trousers and a quick exit to KFC was made.
Sports Clubs Formal
Prime position was taken up, next to the free champagne, prior to the inaugural HB sports clubs formal dinner. The lack of a cork screw, and then Mouldy's inability to use a borrowed one, led to a slow start for the girlie's. After the meal, the good and the greats of HB sport were celebrated and then on to the bar, where Rent Boy cleared the table of drinks-with his arse. In Studio, a rampant attack by the new secretary, on a poor defenceless Huddersfield, was duly noted!
Mary's College Day
Pleased to be invited back again after the Informal Ball's exploits and getting paid for our services. Ferret was left hungry after all his food mysteriously disappeared while he was at the bar. Tom and Adam's attempts to steal girls clothes failed and saw them start their walk of shame home at 4am. And Nick survived the night, not leaving until breakfast!
HBBC Ball
A good night had by all. Especially for DCI for redecorating on the coach on the way home. Rent boy for demonstrating to all the coxes what line not to take, whilst walking round. And for non-rowing guest George for falling "asleep" during the meal! Best (distasteful) costume went to Jamie's tights.
First Novice Men's Social
Good attendance, but for a few late comers. The bar quiz was suitably distracted. Bertie led the way on the drinking front, declaring that he needed to use two hands on his 2nd pint for safety. Adam persisted all night that he was a woman! A couple of boat races later and Bede lawn's fresh snow had changed colour. With snowball fight under way (hopefully with white snow) progress was made up the bailey and then to Studio by the survivors.
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