Singing was replaced by strange antics involving a human pizza, a tomato and a curious being who may have been dressed as candyfloss or popcorn. Really not sure. The whole queuing process seemed to last only about half an hour this year, most odd!
I remember joining the Laughtons queue feeling self-conscious and shockingly sober, especially compared to those around me. By the time I swept through the doors at the top of stairs, however, I had miraculously transmogrified into... John Travolta in Saturday Night Fever!
Twenty minutes later I was cruelly transformed into a random drunk bloke with no coordination. I don't know how this happened. There are probably some people who doubt I ever was John Travolta... but I know the truth.
I was wandering around minding my own business and contemplating getting something to eat when I was gathered up by a large crowd of cov goths also in search of food. Food eventually materialised in the form of Alexander's Chippy. Not brilliant but there aren't a lot of places to fit 8 goths at short notice during WGW!
Um, yeah. I do usually manage to be a little more organised when herding goths - Sunday lunch is usually a block booking ("Numbers? Er... well, there will be goths. Many goths!") at Vintners or the White Horse & Griffin, but then I usually get there and book 'em on Thursday. Bah!
As for the beach party... no argument about the 'dangerous', but it was actually quite warm. Often suddenly warm without prior warning. In ways that aren't entirely unrelated to the 'dangerous' bit...
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'Hands free'!! Hahaha - beautifully put!
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Singing was replaced by strange antics involving a human pizza, a tomato and a curious being who may have been dressed as candyfloss or popcorn. Really not sure. The whole queuing process seemed to last only about half an hour this year, most odd!
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Twenty minutes later I was cruelly transformed into a random drunk bloke with no coordination. I don't know how this happened. There are probably some people who doubt I ever was John Travolta... but I know the truth.
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I was wandering around minding my own business and contemplating getting something to eat when I was gathered up by a large crowd of cov goths also in search of food. Food eventually materialised in the form of Alexander's Chippy. Not brilliant but there aren't a lot of places to fit 8 goths at short notice during WGW!
Um, yeah. I do usually manage to be a little more organised when herding goths - Sunday lunch is usually a block booking ("Numbers? Er... well, there will be goths. Many goths!") at Vintners or the White Horse & Griffin, but then I usually get there and book 'em on Thursday. Bah!
As for the beach party... no argument about the 'dangerous', but it was actually quite warm. Often suddenly warm without prior warning. In ways that aren't entirely unrelated to the 'dangerous' bit...
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I hope your herding skills have been honed by Oct 2008!
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