C’est long de temp depuis nous avons parler ensemble (It’s been along time since we have talked together!)
The end of August saw some crazy weekends. On the 22nd I was surprised by a flash visit from Paris by my friend Kerian (my partner in crime at Uni) + his girlfriend Hannah. He came with Mr. Ware in-tow (Birmingham RL social sec after I left the club) and I had invited the sexy Miss K (a new acquaintance from a night of Dub step in Bristol 6/08/09). It was going to be messy as Kerian and Mr. Ware had come loaded with alcohol and I as usual had seriously over estimated the amount of drink I needed. This lead to us having a small cache of booze for a couple of hours pre-drinks before heading out to an acoustic gig at the Louisiana. The game of choice to ensure everything wet went was Pyrimid Cheat. Hasten to say we turned up at this ‘chilled’ event F-U-C-T and made a bit of a scene after ordering Sambucas and Jagger along with ciders at the bar and proceeding to cheer each mellow song as if we we’re watching The Prodigy at this years Reading Festival. We returned home to a game of Gauntlet on the roof under the flood light of a lamp. The game’s director was the militant Mr. Ware sporting a red dressing gown. Being a true romantic Kerian bought some ‘cheesey poofs’ (a-la Cartman from South Park) and headed to bed with his Misses (my bed by-the-way). I was left to indoor camp with Miss K, and god knows what became of Mr. Ware!
THE BLACK DEATH CAME and I was ill between 3rd Sept – 20th Sept I was bed bound and still wasn’t completely right with the onset of a big week for the book, Freshers 2009 at Birmingham University. I was the guest of Birmingham University at the Munrowe Sports Fayre . I turned up with Mr. Ware (Sales and Marketing Executive!) to meet Aiden Oakly, University Rugby League Club Captain. They were up on the first floor and I had soon taken over The Power Kite society’s table next to the rugby…they had been grateful enough NOT to turn up. I launched the 8ft banner and my pirate enterprise was afloat. How lucky I was to dodge the Universities rule on NO BUSINESSES. Contacts and bullshit go along way!
I had a very successful morning of sales talking to all the sports clubs and especially to the social sectaries for all the clubs.
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I later met the Vice President of Birmingham Sport in the Bar. She said “I see you’ve managed to get you way into the sports fayre!” I quicky attempted a bribe “can I get you a drink Laura” Luckily she wasn’t going to say anything. I though that she had an eye for artistic flare and entrepreneurial zeal, but in truth it helped she was cool and I’d been to school with her brother (what a fucking sell-out, to the old school ties!).
I had just enough time to lead The Hill (East Terrace of the University rugby pitch) in a mega phoned song before me and Mr. Ware (rather pissed at this point) took to Birmingham town centre to run a drinking games event at ‘I Like Tom’s Mum’ @ Walkabout. On the way I managed to crash into the back of a stranger’s car which when you get out of the car in a t-shirt (followed by your pissed business partner) saying THE LASH it doesn’t look good. Anyway after exchanging details (my Lash business card) we made the event and I realised that if Mr. Thomas Ware had brought him mum we’d have had free drinks all night…I really have to talk to him a bout his commitment to the company!
The highlight of the event was that I made Aiden sick on my arm and Mr. Ware’s shoes. We have a picture of the ladies winner
….but in true champion style the men’s winner was far too pissed to be contacted. The Lash four drink challenge claimed a good many victims…see http://thelash.wolfridgepublishing.co.uk/index.php/archive/the-lash-4-pint-challenge-put-on-trial-brum-freshers-09/ for the rules.
Next time on The Lash, nick’s year one party goes off with over 100 guests….I wish I could remember it!
