Lost post

I've just discovered a text file containing something that was obviously intended to be a livejournal entry sometime this summer. Presumably I got halfway through but forgot it before I finished. Here it is anyway:


All of the weekend seemed to happen on Friday, this time. I went to a work summer barbeque (not my work - I was there as a guest) which was surprisingly good fun. It was held at a local rugby and cricket club. The bar was expensive, although they made up for this by having Landlord on tap, and some extra amusement was provided by the rugby club rules. Punishments for such offences as non-payment of subscriptions, vomiting on the pitch, and repeatedly telling tales of drunken exploits ranged from 50p fines through having an item of clothing confiscated by the club secretary to 'Baileys and lime' (presumably the punishment is drinking it - yeugh) and wearing 'dress of the team's choosing'. Food good and plentiful.

The social committee had provided several space hoppers and a couple of footballs for the kids, who managed to amuse themselves fairly successfully and without much incident. One of the space hoppers burst, and a tiny girl with long blonde hair managed to finish half of her drink before her mum worked out that there had been a mix-up at the bar and the girl had ended up with the lemonade that also had Archers in it. She didn't seem any the worse for the experience. The space hoppers were commandeered by the adults for some silly games later in the evening - space hopper races, space hopper 3-a-side football (which was very amusing to watch as players tended to lift both feet up when trying to kick the ball and thus immediately fall over backwards), team sack races where three people get into the sort of sack used by builder's merchants for delivering sand or bricks, and so on.

We were supposed to be out by midnight (the bar had said that they'd sort out the late licence, and then didn't) so a group of us went off to someone's house to continue the evening. Somehow ended up drinking Sicilian brandy and discussing Dracula at 2am. Haven't done that for a while. Would prefer it to happen on a day when I haven't been up since 6:20, though.



I tried it with a few other drinks but chose this one as it had the fewest repeated minions (musn't let them get overworked, after all).