The Korfball Diploma
Ah, the Korfball Diploma. An evening where Korfers get to prove their worth and test their metal via a 'trial by drink'. The aim of this evening is to consume (and keep down) eight drinks which begin with the letters from KORFBALL. Where was this held? 'Chez Fiona's'. Steve's bar was there (still is by all accounts) and the Korfball fridge (Korfball, it gives you wiiings!).The party had a theme. The theme was 'P' (Shame on you and your dirty minds!), what I meant to say was 'anything beginning with 'P''. I came as a psychiatric patient (thanks to all of you who kept on trying to do the arm straps up on my straight-jacket, I mean, c'mon, do I look like I need restraining?). We also had: Pirates, Policewomen, Playboy bunnies, Peter 'I'm not Robin Hood' Pan, PinkLadies, Pig masks, Princess Leia, and People who came as themselves. We also had: bundles, ample cleavage, shockingly greasy hair, fridge spell offs, rampant lesbianism, ham sandwiches, oh and last but not least, way too much to drink...
After 'Le cercle de mort' it all got a bit hazy... Still I hope everyone had a good time, I know I did!
I never did get that jar of mustard back.
I can't remember the list of drinks, it's been a while since it happened. Anyone care to fill in the blanks?
K - Kronenbourg (Simple, classic)
O - Orange Blossom (Hmm, Gin and Orange)
R - Reef (We had a boat race, the girls cheated, the boys won... IN YOUR FACE!! HOW'D YOU LIKE THEM APPLES!!!)
F -
B - Black Russian (Not that popular I seem to remember, philistines!)
A - Ambrosia (Not from Devon, not creamy and not made with Champagne)
L - Lambrini (Who makes this stuff, and more importantly, why?)
L -
Anyone else got any more photos? If so, you know where to send them to.
Love and crazy-sweaty hugs,
Nath.
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Hmm, the bar has an eerie evil glow to it.... |
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And so do the drinks! |
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If Owain was intending on tipping a drink on his head, he's got the wrong hand there. |
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Just to settle a bet, Fiona proves that the small of her back really is hair free. |
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Is Jenny whispering in my ear or being sick? Perhaps both? |
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A garland of flowers? What's that got to do with 'P'? |
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Ah, don't you just love bad camera angles and dodgy perspective. This photo gives the impression that Jenny's thighs are three times the thickness of her head... |
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Shiny faces for all! |
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See, I did floss, honest. |
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I can't help thinking Jack had stuck something to James' back. |
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Tom tries to create a hostage situation. I hope he didn't expect me to negotiate, I was having enough trouble negotiating my way round Fi's house... |
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Not being a bonafide policewoman, Donna didn't have a gun. Still, it's fun to pretend. "So, do you feel lucky Joey? Well, do ya?" |
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The whole point of a really funny joke is in the sharing... |
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That would be the bundle I spoke of! |
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Now I know what you're thinking and even though I'm a red-blooded male, and was quite drunk at the time, contrary to popular belief, I was looking into Elly's eyes... however I was also thinking up two names... |
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Oooh Donna, is this a bad time for a photo? |
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Here's a good one. Spot the drunk(s)! |
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And now for some gratuitous pictures of young women kissing. |
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Hey, leave some of her face on! |
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I swear I didn't put anything weird in the cocktails!! |
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I wish I was a lesbian... |
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There's too much going on in this photo. 1) Is Steve trying to levitate the bar or himself? 2) Why's Donna playing 'peek-a-boo' behind the sofa? 3)Where's Jack's other hand? 4)Why's Rich got two drinks and a cheeky grin? 5) Did I take this? |
