CRUNKING AND JOOPING, FUN FOR ALL! Happy New Year! So very much has happened, what with Christmas cooker failures, engagements, new year disorganisations and slightly salty disappointents (Ian can tell you about the last one) that it's almost certain that I'm going to miss something. Anyway, first things first... 
I've lost one of my socks. This may not seem like much, but I bloody liked that sock. It looks a lot like the one pictured opposite, so if anyone sees it, please return it to me. Seriously...
On a lighter note, Chris and Debs got engaged, hurray! Chris surprised her with a tip to New York and proposed in Central Park. I'm sure it was all very romantic; toilet or no toilet. This was shortly followed by our grand Christmas celebration, where a large crowd of up to 14 people gathered at our house in anticipation of a feast being prepared by the future Mrs Ralph. Unfortunately, nobody relayed this information to the God of Kitchen Appliances, and so in accordance with the law of sods, our cooker broke down.
Despite our best efforts, including dismantling, kicking and shouting at the cooker, nothing could make it work. Fortunately after a few phone calls to our neighbours and our joint landlord (no pun intended) we (i.e. Debs) were able to use next doors' oven and we were back on track.
As you can see, christmas television lacks the tension and originality that we have in the UK, but we happened upon a televised log fire, which was perhaps the most riveting seasonal entertainment that any of us had witnessed before. Except the Great Escape obviously. After christmas was over with, we were forced to go out and enjoy some form of New Year celebrations. While some of us were organised and had our plans prepared up to 3 days in advance, some of the more confused of us (me included) attended an emergency meeting in Darby's pub at the end of the road. After fierce debate and conflicting opinions, we eventually decided that Ian and Paul would go into town and buy tickets for either the Railway Club or Doolins bar. It was perhaps inevitable then, that we ended up going to Malone's Bar and Grill, complete with Latin Funk band (actually not as bad as it sounds). After spending and drinking too much, and spending 90 minutes playing Street Fighter 'til sunrise I turned in around 11ish so I could be up the next morning for my volunteering at the local orphenage (Hi Mum!).
I've lost one of my socks. This may not seem like much, but I bloody liked that sock. It looks a lot like the one pictured opposite, so if anyone sees it, please return it to me. Seriously...
On a lighter note, Chris and Debs got engaged, hurray! Chris surprised her with a tip to New York and proposed in Central Park. I'm sure it was all very romantic; toilet or no toilet. This was shortly followed by our grand Christmas celebration, where a large crowd of up to 14 people gathered at our house in anticipation of a feast being prepared by the future Mrs Ralph. Unfortunately, nobody relayed this information to the God of Kitchen Appliances, and so in accordance with the law of sods, our cooker broke down.
Despite our best efforts, including dismantling, kicking and shouting at the cooker, nothing could make it work. Fortunately after a few phone calls to our neighbours and our joint landlord (no pun intended) we (i.e. Debs) were able to use next doors' oven and we were back on track.
As you can see, christmas television lacks the tension and originality that we have in the UK, but we happened upon a televised log fire, which was perhaps the most riveting seasonal entertainment that any of us had witnessed before. Except the Great Escape obviously. After christmas was over with, we were forced to go out and enjoy some form of New Year celebrations. While some of us were organised and had our plans prepared up to 3 days in advance, some of the more confused of us (me included) attended an emergency meeting in Darby's pub at the end of the road. After fierce debate and conflicting opinions, we eventually decided that Ian and Paul would go into town and buy tickets for either the Railway Club or Doolins bar. It was perhaps inevitable then, that we ended up going to Malone's Bar and Grill, complete with Latin Funk band (actually not as bad as it sounds). After spending and drinking too much, and spending 90 minutes playing Street Fighter 'til sunrise I turned in around 11ish so I could be up the next morning for my volunteering at the local orphenage (Hi Mum!).
posted by Andrew at 12:53 PM
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