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Home safe and sound to find Zollo waiting with a bottle of red wine for me. How romantic!! :P

Had a lovely day today. Had brunch in a pub in Oxford then train back to Bath where me and Fee lazed around on the sofa watching Casino Royale. Then an unremarkable flight back.

Many many thanks to all of you who did the organising in particular Mel, John & Flip, Aoife and Sean for the DJing. You are legends :) Great to see everyone again and a fantastic weekend :D

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Well, I didn't have serious problems getting home. I did suffer from a half hour delay but you'd expect that flying from Heathrow.

It was indeed great to see everyone again, from new people, to people i'd just seen recently to those I haven't seen in years! :)

I'm not sure highlights is the best word to use myself. The karokee? Like why did I do that? :lol: And just when I was getting used to bunny, along came a duck! :P

Punting was a great laught also! I'm also very surprised I avoided getting dunked in the water. Although Mel did make a very good attempt by throwing as much water as she could onto me. :P Ilyn made a worthy attempt to psychoanalyse me! :wideeyed:

So kudos to John for dealing with the hostel stuff/Mel for organising so much/Sean for doing the karokee and everyone else for helping out. Probably a lot more to add if I could think...

It was a great time. But definitely very sad to be back here in Dublin!

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The meet was fantastic, but by all the gods above and below, the accomodation was shit. We knew from the pictures on the website it was an iffy old-school B&B that had not been renovated in any way, shape or form since about 1977. However, its shittiness even surpassed our lowest expectations. To whit:

The fridge that froze everything you placed inside it and left there for more than ten minutes. We were quite impressed with the quality sandwiches we got for the picnic and saved the dozen or so we had left over so we could give them out the next day. However, the fridge contrived to destroy them.

The atrocious UHT milk and dubious 1st-floor water system that combined to form The Shittiest Cup of Tea in the history of humanity. Myself and Jo's mornings were punctuated by calls of, "Shit cup of tea, dear?" and "Mmm, that was the best shit cup of tea I've ever had,".

Coming home after the karaoke and nightclub to find a smelly tramp sleeping outside our bedroom door. We got the landlord to kick him out, only to feel extremely guilty as it started absolutely pissing it down outside.

The fabulous shower that takes ten minutes to warm up and also exactly ten minutes for the water pressure to die off.

The expertly-burned toast given out for breakfast. When we complained, they contrived to give us nicely-toasted but stone cold toast. Sweet.

More - many more - pics to follow. But as a taster:

Blame Pod

Pigeon Seduction

Pigeon Love

The Final Countdown (the last wo/men standing in Oxford from left to right: Ser Mel T, Werthead, Pod, Aoife, Isis, Ten Minute Timer, Tomfoster & Williamjm)

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Whilst writing this I can still somewhat discern the words 'snarky cunt' on my lower left arm, even after having showered twice. Clearly, MelT/Jo knows how to tatoo someone with a ballpoint. Thanks, hon. :P

Since I was too tired to do anything but err...well..nothing yesterday (I was pretty legless on Monday morning on the way back ,thank god I didnt have to switch trains) and since I'll be off in zeh great out of doors the next couple of days you'll have to be patient with respect to my write up.

Either way I'd really like to thank Jo, john (and Kama, I suppose :P ), Eefa, Neeve (for coming up with this location in the first place), Nat (keeper of the kittie) and Sean (Ser DJ? :P )for their various contributions to making this weekend pretty damn great. Thanks, guys, you are the best.

Also, one last shout out to my errr, well, that guy, TMT: opportune moment!! :smoking:

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Finally back at work.

Still short of sleep.

Stansted airport is the westernmost outpost of hell.

And so's the First Great Western Railway.

Pod, however, is the new Justin Timberlake. Or maybe Aaron Carter?

Coyote's Daughter is the Punting Queen.

And Niamh is the Punting Mistress. Too bad we had Pod on board. I blame him for the fact that we weren't first.

Pirates swashed, buckled and entertained thoroughly. Thanks, Eefa!

Thanks also to John for organising the hostel, and to Ser Mel T for the punts. Jo, incidentally, you should start a pirate fashion line!

Zollo - Nutty Irishmen and whisky shots FTW!

Stranger - and also copious quantities of cider (and whisky).

MinDonner and the "Black Velvet" waitress pwned karaoke. As for the rest of it, my memory is kinda... blurry. Apart from the fact that my legs still hurt like hell, and I think it's from dancing afterwards.

:grouphug:

This is me being incoherent. Please do not stay tuned.

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Zollo, you can thank me for simply being me. That'll do. :P

I forgot I'd also converted Stranger to irish cider ... clearly Ireland rocks. Don't forget to tell me when you're coming to Limerick, MS.

And I'll refresh your karaoke memory: Oh Lord won't you buy me ............................ :rofl: I got booed too! ::proud::

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I forgot I'd also converted Stranger to irish cider ... clearly Ireland

And here I was certain it was Maid Sansa who converted me to irish cider! XD

Went home nicely, my train was just a little bit late.

I had a riot of a good time, thank you everyone!

To provide some context to the Roger Rabbit's wife thing Niamh mentionned... : we were discussing Pod's steep competition in tough and cary bunnies. He dared to insult Roger Rabbit's inherent meanness so we were reminding him his wife was there and could take offence.

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And did anyone at all get a trouble free run home?

Given that I left Oxford early to keep Ilyn company on his trip to London, I arrived at Liverpool street early. After saying goddbye to Ilyn and wandering around for half an hour I decided to buy my ticket to Stanstead and stand in queue for the train - it was a really long queue. Half an hour later I finally managed to board the train, and I even found a seat.

When I finally arrived at Stanstead 5 minutes before they closed the check-in for my flight, I ran into Ilyn who arrived with the same train as me - only 30 minutes after his flight took off.

Unfortunately my good timing as far as reaching Stanstead did little good, as 'technical problems' caused a three hour delay on my flight. I got in bed around half two, just in time for a few hour of sleep before work.

As for what went on in Oxford I live up to the motto 'What Happens in Oxford Stays in Oxford", or to be more precises, most of what happened in Oxford has already been mentioned upthread. We did discover that Pod was a duck fancier though.

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And I'll refresh your karaoke memory: Oh Lord won't you buy me ............................ :rofl: I got booed too! ::proud::

*facepalm*

Looks like I won't be going to Limerick now. That makes me emo. I have major cider withdrawal.

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To provide some context to the Roger Rabbit's wife thing Niamh mentionned... : we were discussing Pod's steep competition in tough and cary bunnies. He dared to insult Roger Rabbit's inherent meanness so we were reminding him his wife was there and could take offence.

:lol: I do think my brains are seeping away everytime I attend these things. I'll get aDwD and just not understand it anymore!

I'm going to assume it was tough and caring bunnies though. :P

Too bad we had Pod on board. I blame him for the fact that we weren't first.

Where's the love for the paddler!!! No men/women or ducks were wounded in that exercise! (Although Niamh was admittedly very good).

Unfortunately, I was thinking I was the new Vanilla Ice, without the rapping. :stunned:

And even though I had nothing to do with it, I do take especial pride that Stranger was converted from Brittany cider to Irish cider. Ireland FTW! :thumbsup:

Oh and I should mention the never ending Pirates credits. Although it was definitely worth it, in the end. :wideeyed:

Edited to add: Sorry you wouldn't make Limerick MS! No genuine cider in the best cider making country in the world. :P

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Looks like I won't be going to Limerick now. That makes me emo. I have major cider withdrawal.

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww :cry:

Especially as Bulmers is made in Tipperary, not far at all from Limerick. In fact I'm wondering did pod fall in the cauldron as a child? It would explain a few things.

And to answer publicly what has been asked to me about 50 times (in 15 minutes) in chat: No, there was no sex, and no hooking up going on at this meet. This was a totally sex-free weekend. There.

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