I feel sick
Regards
Jamie
I, like a lot of people feel tired
. Probably due to several hours spent prostrate (no guys, not that) attempting to block the noise of several (read lots) of folk snoring, farting, grinding of teeth any many other things people do when sleeping...
I was trying to decide what described the noises that were emanating from the assorted sleeping paraphernalia ranging from the poofy (sorry puffy) maggot type sleeping bag to the various swag type of cot as:
a pod of sperm whales, some on heat, some crying or shouting at each other, or
the shallow end of a swamp whilst various crustaceans, crockdillia and amphibians (frogs & toads) competed in a jazz & reggae session.
So as an exercise in sleeping, I did get several hours "rest"
and the velcro! Oh the Velcro!!
Someone should invent a silent version.....
Cookie played a blinder by going Al Fresco (onya Cookie), followed by Jono in the wee small...not sure if he moved out before or after the TRAIN!
Reveille came with many groans, stretching and creaking of skeletal structures, but the tremendous breakfast quickly came together, providing much warmth and comfort. Some even walked around with freshly made (real) coffee....(eh Bully)?...
I guess we know the answer to the question of who has the biggest mouth between Jamie & Tom.....Well done Jamie, I heard you also won the snoring competition too
On another note, it was a great night, great (hot) venue, and a credit to our organisers. Thanks also to everyone that "bogged in and helped with the breakfast."
Thanks also to Jonas for attending on such a "cool" evening.
Already looking forward to the next one...
