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Subject: [F] Ipswich Non-Signing - the Tap meet.
Date: Mon, 25 May 1998 12:07:31 +0100
Message-ID: <356950F3.1ED6@wibble.org>
Just in case any of you hadn't realised, Saturday 23rd May was Tap's 33
and a 3rd birthday so the Ipswich meet also incorporated a few surprises
for him....
It started out with Tap, Me, Dale and Vicci preparing for the meet by
chocolate coating a few things - or rather by letting the kids do it,
only took about an hour to have a box of chocolate coated mushrooms,
tomotoes, grapes and a kitchen covered in chocolate.... and two kids
covered in chocolate but with big grins....
The first person to arrive at Spring Roll was Mr Eternally Harassed
(Alex). He decided to beat the rush by arriving at 4pm which gave Vicci
an extra hour or two to practise her flirting techniques before being
let loose on the unsuspecting afp-public.
Next to arrive were Gid & Suzi closely followed by Darren (Oook), well
to be more correct, Darren was just far enough behind for Gid to unload
the car and still have a chance to make sure the Fat Cat still did serve
a nice pint (about five minutes or so).
Gid was peeled away from the bar and the long walk into town commenced,
which meant we arrived at the Black Adder at around 7.30. Stopping only
to purchase some alcohol we stumbled upstairs to find already assembled;
Adrian, PCheese, Dog (yes I do mean he was there early), Muppie, Duncan
and the surprise Penny.
At this stage of the proceedings you have to imagine the sound of Tap's
jaw hitting the ground repeatedly as first he clocked Dog's appearance,
and then several minutes later realised that that strange dark and dusky
vision of lovliness in the corner was indeed Penny. And then was handed
a collection of un-birthday presents which proved that everyone but him
had known what was going on - more about some of those later.
Various people then produced the evenings chocolate supplies - which
looked to be about a ton but I could be overestimating.. slightly... As
well as chocolate there were jelly beans, flying saucers, foamy
banananananananas, and lollipops.
A few more people turned up (Thomas (the One True Relative), Tom
Pearson, and random non afpers who won't be reading this anyway....
(Tap's friends from Scunthorpe and a couple of Local Friends)) and added
to the mass of drinking, chatting and generally fun-having people.
Quotes were taken. Food was eaten (there was a buffet) and
conversations were had. More beer was drunk. Suzi had a book
not-signed. The Inflatable Sheep was used and abused. Teddy had a
scarey experience or two. 20p fines were paid. More drinking happened.
Thomas was used a climbing frame by the kids. More drinking happened.
People collected new snogweb connections. More drinking happened.
PCheese ate the pile of fines. More drinking happened. The sheep was
abused some more etc etc
Ahhh yes, the inflatable sheep.... This was one of Tap's birthday
presents from a certain surprise merkin visitor.... Suffice it to say
that I have never seen anything stranger than PCheese drinking his beer
from out of the sheeps orifice... *boggle*. I think the sheep was the
most photographed attendee of the meet.
I think that just about covers things.... I won't bore you with details
of how I sustained personal injury through snogging Alex....
Hopefully quotes will follow....
Carol
--
Carol Willis http://www.afawcett.demon.co.uk/carol/
From: postmaster@conduit.co.uk (Alex Ridge)
Newsgroups: alt.fan.pratchett
Subject: [F] Ipswich Meet Report
Date: Tue, 26 May 1998 10:12:22 GMT
Reply-To: postmaster@conduit.co.uk
Message-ID: <356a93d2.670241396@nnrp.news.uk.psi.net>
Okay, I may be posting this but Carol actually wrote it - I was just 'keeper
of the quotes'...
Just in case any of you hadn't realised, Saturday 23rd May was Tap's 33
and a 3rd birthday so the Ipswich meet also incorporated a few surprises
for him....
It started out with Tap, Me, Dale and Vicci preparing for the meet by
chocolate coating a few things - or rather by letting the kids do it,
only took about an hour to have a box of chocolate coated mushrooms,
tomotoes, grapes and a kitchen covered in chocolate.... and two kids
covered in chocolate but with big grins....
The first person to arrive at Spring Roll was Mr Eternally Harassed
(Alex). He decided to beat the rush by arriving at 4pm which gave Vicci
an extra hour or two to practise her flirting techniques before being
let loose on the unsuspecting afp-public.
Next to arrive were Gid & Suzi closely followed by Darren (Oook), well
to be more correct, Darren was just far enough behind for Gid to unload
the car and still have a chance to make sure the Fat Cat still did serve
a nice pint (about five minutes or so).
Gid was peeled away from the bar and the long walk into town commenced,
which meant we arrived at the Black Adder at around 7.30. Stopping only
to purchase some alcohol we stumbled upstairs to find already assembled;
Adrian, PCheese, Dog (yes I do mean he was there early), Muppie, Duncan
and the surprise Penny.
At this stage of the proceedings you have to imagine the sound of Tap's
jaw hitting the ground repeatedly as first he clocked Dog's appearance,
and then several minutes later realised that that strange dark and dusky
vision of lovliness in the corner was indeed Penny. And then was handed
a collection of un-birthday presents which proved that everyone but him
had known what was going on - more about some of those later.
Various people then produced the evenings chocolate supplies - which
looked to be about a ton but I could be overestimating.. slightly... As
well as chocolate there were jelly beans, flying saucers, foamy
banananananananas, and lollipops.
A few more people turned up (Thomas (the One True Relative), Tom
Pearson, and random non afpers who won't be reading this anyway....
(Tap's friends from Scunthorpe and a couple of Local Friends)) and added
to the mass of drinking, chatting and generally fun-having people.
Quotes were taken. Food was eaten (there was a buffet) and
conversations were had. More beer was drunk. Suzi had a book
not-signed. The Inflatable Sheep was used and abused. Teddy had a
scarey experience or two. 20p fines were paid. More drinking happened.
Thomas was used a climbing frame by the kids. More drinking happened.
People collected new snogweb connections. More drinking happened.
PCheese ate the pile of fines. More drinking happened. The sheep was
abused some more etc etc
Ahhh yes, the inflatable sheep.... This was one of Tap's birthday
presents from a certain surprise merkin visitor.... Suffice it to say
that I have never seen anything stranger than PCheese drinking his beer
from out of the sheeps orifice... *boggle*. I think the sheep was the
most photographed attendee of the meet.
I think that just about covers things.... I won't bore you with details
of how I sustained personal injury through snogging Alex....
And the infamous out of context quotes...
<Vicci> They're being *vom* and it's scary
<Vicci> I'm going to blow it in the other room
<Vicci> This is a bouncy sheep
<Bryan> Did you get that thing to reinflate after you'd finished?
<Penny> No,
but it gave me a kiss afterwards.
<carol> Vicky, go and flirt with adrian... he's desperate...
<Darren> Cor, look at the size of that!
<Darren> I'll hold it, you can use both hands then.
<cheesemaster> We need the vaseline
<dog> it doesn't have a thread, just shove it!
<tap> you can use both fingers, carol...
<Darran> I won't bite, i'll only suck
<Nicky> It feels like longer
<Adrian> Which one and how hard
<Darran> How am I supposed to suck it if you've bitten the end off
<Pthomas> does this ever go down, or is he always up like that
<darran> leave my nipples alone!
<darran> Rob just pressed something warm against my ear, I thought it
was his tongue or something...
<all> albatross! <all> 20p!
<Thomas> Did you just drool on that
<Carol> Rub it there as well
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