We at Bogun towers have been enjoying our festive break but have been deluged with pestering messages wondering where our missives have gone so here goes with a general update. We believe we have his Office party, Christmas day and New Year's Eve to report on.
Office Party
As is traditional for these annual events in the build up to them the HR department become increasingly nervous about his likely conduct as usual sending him rather unsubtle e-mails and articles about the perils of sexual harassment claims.
They of course had nothing to worry about. He just arrived late, drank the place dry, refused to participate in the space hopper fun and had to be carried home by the lovely Dennis, poor girl. His memory of the event was entirely vague and so he still went round the next day apologising to all the pretty girls on general principles that he must have done something wrong.
Christmas Day
A family affair with his mother, sister, brother-in-law and three small nieces.
He was of course hugely smug when the middle niece produced the best reaction of the day upon opening her gift from him. It's tragic really. For the record the gift was a stool with lumpy on it created by his lovely friend Jo.
The smugness did not end there as with the thick end of a bottle of brandy inside him he proceeded to smash his family at Trivial Pursuits. Trivial does rather sum up his kicks nowadays.
Christmas to New Year
A rather quiet one this year although he did meet up with the lovely Janina, from diving, and catch up with her. She rather bravely has decided to go for the world record for deepest female descent. Readers of ages past will recall his sterling work on the support boat of another water based effort (see Chapter 54 - http://thebogun.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_thebogun_archive.html) and Janina was literally underwelmed at his offer to go out and support her.
New Year's Eve
The lovely Dennis had agreed, after much badgering, to hosting a party at her funky new Birmingham flat and his chums Rob and Helen and Dafydd and Polly and Dennis's friends Amy and Matt all agreed to come.
Now neither the lovely Dennis or he are very good at portion control and so the pre-party shopping trip was a bit of a joke truth be told. The standard exchanage being, Dennis "are you sure that's enough", him, "no idea, chuck another couple in". As a result the bill took 5 minutes to print out and is longer than he is.
The next couple of days were spent carrying all this stuff from the car to the flat and trying to find somewhere to store it.
A fantastic party was had by all with plenty of food and booze (less than 1/3rd got eaten and drunk however) consumed. The party was themed (the theme being Latin Fever) and some fine costumes were on display.
(we apologise for the quality of the pictures, the photographer had been at the sherry).
To top matters off at midnight they enjoyed some fantastic fireworks (with thanks to Birmingham City Council) before roughly destroying a poor Pinata donkey. Very few of the sweets were consumed however as Dafydd and Polly's dog rather got amongst them and shed.
2007
Well what can we expect this New Year to bring, more excitement and derring do or just a descent into drudgery and grind? Who knows but you'll read it all here first.
Rather by co-incidence both your correspondent and your hero are going into hospital tomorrow to undergo surgery so if there is no post by Thursday one or other of them has died on the table.
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