Getting away for the weekend to see friends is one of my favourite hobbies, and on Friday Swan, Devito and myself made our way up to Lufbra for Patrice’s birthday on the Friday, and then St. Patrick’s day on the Saturday.
Nature had kindly agreed to supply free alcohol, which meant that even if she hadn’t been so popular, the Towers Common Room would still have been packed. By the time the dregs were being finished off, times were getting a little desperate, and I found myself drinking a cognac and pineapple juice which I really cannot recommend, even to the most hardened of tramps.
It was good to see a few familiar faces. Coyle, Spiller, Emily, Emma and a few others had made their way down for the weekend. I was slightly disappointed at the number of people from the course who I didn’t see – it only goes to remind me of what hell I was enjoying this time last year. I ran into Kat, Justin and Rory but Tongy was away for the weekend and otherwise it was a poor turn out.
After polishing of Nature’s bounty of booze, everyone headed over to the Union. After the gun incident last week, security has been tightened temporarily and all of us had to fork out for �15 life membership cards to prove we were ex-students. Despite this, Sean was quick to point out that they now carry out random body frisks. He tried to get a bet going that Devito would get stopped and searched, but no one was willing to take the bet. Just as well really.
The night was good and there was all the usual entertainment; drinking, dancing, flirting, fighting, pirates.
The next day was match day and went to Varsity to watch the football then the rugby. A hats-worth of Guinness later and I was bitterly disappointed to find the title taken from Ireland in the last play of the France v Scotland match, compounded by England’s scrappy play and careless defeat to the Welsh.
Sean, Bromley and went to console ourselves over a bowl of roast duck and noodles at Loughborough’s newest restaurant. I can only recommend the place as I love that styling of eating, and the food was fantastic.
We then met up with Mike, Noel and the others and went to Rain via Varsity again, where Devito and Noel took on myself and Mike, Bromley and Sean in a Run DMC v. Jason Nevins style dance off, although using the word ‘style’ to describe the event might be considered offensive to anyone who was unlucky enough to have witnessed it.
The next day I had to get up at 8am to walk over to Psychos to pick up my jumper which he had kindly rescued on Friday night. I was surprised to find his room full of Coyle and Spiller, but very grateful when Dave offered to give me a lift to the station rather than having to make the 45 minute walk.
Everything was going perfectly until I managed to forget the very jumper I had walked over to pick up. Fortunately I had just enough time to spare for Dave to whizz back and ended up on my train at 11am, although I did have to stand for the full two hour journey. Which was nice.
Another weekend, another collection of amusing stories to tell the kids…