That's me with my mouth open! btw.
Well last night was the annual climbing club Christmas meal. Yet again the girls revealed that they owned legs and dresses and shoes with heels. The boys meanwhile showed that you can put a man in a tux but you can't take the climber/biker/walker out of him, there were far too many approach shoes going on for my liking!
It was a very good night though, highlights included paying £12 for a bottle of wine that bore a closer relationship to vinegar than any wine I've drank! The panto (I think, I'm sure it was very good guys, but I have no idea what happened!) and the DJ who thought he was the coolest guy going, but he at least payed cheese for a long time. the transition to dance music was the cue to take Lex home however!
Leaving early did mean that I missed out on the final dance and seeing who ended up snogging who, any gossip then just send me an email! Did Tatts manage to pull the delightful fresher that apparently Si had a thing for? after all it's not the xmas meal if someone didn't indulge in a little tonsil tickling, and I should know!
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