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we can go for?
Sometime in August prob best for me.
Can we agree in advance who's paying for my train home?
If you could cover:
--What am I supposed to do now?
--I AM BEYOND FURIOUS!
Just pick the date
Peterborough Beer Festival, or Cambridge Pubs? OR BOTH
Come on Epimer: cancel your plans
and at HOME (to Luton, yikes!) on the 5th September.
So THE FLYING PIG MIGHT JUST BE OPEN!
epimer has probably hired it out to get a photoshoot of him dressed as a Chaos Warrior or something
But I've got a penoid card game tournament in London that day. Seriously.
I'll be back by evening though.
We'll see you early afternoon following your complete destruction at the hands of an angry 11 year old.
Do I join in? You'll find out on the 29th.
We'll be rootin' tootin' for ya, partner!
Probs do this instead though, the calibre of pubs in Cambridge is ASTONISHING.
I fancy that Retro weekend too.
sausage boob lady's coming to fenino though
So I'll definitely be there.
I can't do the 29th now. Sorry.
Either go ahead without me, or we could switch to the 5th September?
5th September is better for me.
But much lower chance of me being dressed as a cowboy on the 5th.
but 5th is no good for me.
The 5th is actually easier for me too (I think)
So we can kiss goodbye to the Flying Pig
It was the one by the station we were going to head to, but it was shut (so we ended up in the Earl Of Twat as I think we renamed it)
but I'm sad that NoahVale can't.
Make it 29th Aug and sadpunk = happypunk
My dad is up on the 5th September, so can't do it :(
But go ahead without me (I can't do the following weekend either)
FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, SOMEONE TAKE CHARGE OF THIS BASTARD
but I'm not actually around on the 5th. If someone sorts this out then I'm not going to cry too hard if I miss out.
Alternatively, the 19th and 26th September are currently good for me.
5 september, Devonshire arms (the one we tried first last time), 4pm.
Ccb - bring your dad!
should swing it, surely.
You and me sapsy. 2 old men in a pub chatting about the norfolk broads.
But since when is 68 old?
Mr pn is also coming along.
Let's get the train together?
Tough decisions, man
Will bring the warhammer top trumps again.
I'm gonna pop up with mr plasticniki and spend the ENTIRE DAY in Cambridge. What shall we do? I'm not punting, though.
definitely get a Chelsea Bun at Fitzbillies cafe across the road. You should see some of the colleges too, I would offer to show you round (and could take you for free), but it's so far from the station and I am so, so lazy.
Unless it's chucking it down.
PIN written down
Social awkwardness ready
LET'S DO THIS
Just thought it's a good all-purpose bed-wetting countermeasure.
so we can just swap them between ourselves without having unnecessary discussions.
Any of the Godfathers
Saving Private Ryan
Loads of others. Name a film, I probably haven't seen it.
It's Fenino canon.
You've got time to fix this before Saturday, nikkers. It's on Netflix.
It shouldn't be possible
Am I supposed to be a man? Am I supposed to say, "It's OK, I don't mind, I don't mind"? Well, I mind! I mind big time! And you know what the worst part is? I NEVER LEARNED TO READ.
everything except the reading part.
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For if you need reminding what people's actual names are when we're not on the internet.
Not for me, though. I've got you all in my spreadsheet.
I've never been to Cambridge and I like ale.
Saps: are you coming? Noah vale? Satan?
Need to get a train ticket.
What time are you all meeting?
Dunno about the rest of these losers with their "families" and "responsibilities" and "other places to be" though.
Responsibilities are for babies and dickwads.
Dropping stuff off at thewarn's then heading to Cambs at some point I guess.
Hope that helps! :)
But I haven't yet made the appropriate ritual sacrifices and consulted the soothsayers to determine if it'll actually be fucking open yet.
Looking forward to meeting saps, sadpunks girlfriend and ccbs dad.
My boyfriend has if that helps?
If that's what you mean.
Did you ever see that "Twilight Zone" where the guy signed a contract and they cut out his tongue and put it in a jar and it wouldn't die, it just grew and pulsated and gave birth to baby tongues? Pretty cool, huh?
Yeah I know what you'd like to do. You'd like to find the guy who did it, rip his still beating heart out of his chest and hold it in front of his face so he can see how black it is before he dies.
First I'll access the secret military spy satellite that's in a geosynchronous orbit over the Midwest. Then, I'll ID the limo by the vanity plate "MR. BIGGG" and get his approximate position. Then, I'll reposition the transmitter dish on the remote truck to 17.32 degrees east, hit WESTAR 4 over the Atlantic, bounce the signal down into the Azores, up to COMSAT 6, beam it back to SATCOM 2 transmitter number 137, and down on the dish on the back of Mr. Big's limo... It's almost too easy.
I feel that I need to clarify that we will not - repeat, NOT - *actually* be meeting at the Games Workshop.
It looks a bit "IT'S A SCREAM"
They have an X-Factor-esque singing/talent contest thing that apparently some of the regulars take VERY seriously.
I can meet people at The Great Northern (shit pub, but convenient for the station) at 3 and then get lost on the five minute walk to the Dev for 4, if anyone is going to be early.
(Probably getting to Cambridge at about 11 and will have a bit of a mooch and that)
I'm giving you a no-honk guarantee.
see you at the Devonshire/Great Northern shit pub (was that the place I met you in on wet trousers-gate? Can't remember....)
The one on the same road as the station, on the corner.
in the Brew House. Probs be at The Devonshire Arms at 4.30 lads.
will be in cams about half 4ish.
Ok I'll pursue once I've drunk this Guinness
not enough live blogging going on ITT
so hope to make it to the next one, whenever that ends up being (assuming it's open to all and sundry...)
WHY DID I SAY HELLO
RIP saps xx
It's past his bedtime though. Nurse will be bringing his Horlicks and his tablets in 10 mins
And clearly can't handle my seventh pint.
Although when sober I could have told you that anyway. I usually have a soft drink or two along the way to avoid the vomiting into a skip scenario.
Didn't see the signs and wanted to keep up with big boys. Bad idea.
Don't feel too bad this morning. Which is good, given that I'll be hanging out with my daughter in the hours.
Despite the embarrassing end I did actually have a great time and would definitely make the trip again.
Thank you warny, walking me to the station probably saved my life.
Pleasure to meet you saps. Glad you're not too hungover. Was safely tucked up in bed before midnight, which was pretty sweet.
Epimer: did you finish off the moomin cake (euphemism)?
But they sent me off into the night with a fistful of it.
I was going to take it home to share with my gf, but, erm, it didn't make it home.
Lovely to see everyone again and to meet saps.
I'm off for a pint of brown sauce (in-joke, lol)
h_y_g, did you make the last tube?
Although, what I didn't realise I waved goodbye and sprinted to the escalator was that it was an UP escalator, but since I couldn't see the paired down one anywhere, I fucking ran down it anyway #likeaboss
Our night bus took AN AGE.
There was a really drunk Spanish man on it who kept asking everyone "are we in Peckham yet?" and no one was answering him or giving eye contact and he started shouting FUCKING CUNTS!!!!!!! really loudly and it was just awful.
Particularly given that you possibly witnessed me throwing up into a skip.
Thanks for sorting me a pint of life giving water.
Seems to have done the trick.
But lovely to see everyone again, and to meet saps, Ms and Mr nikkers, and Ms s'punk.
Great to see the crew again and meeting the wonderful new people, excellent times! Glad saps is okay and not having skip/sick interface anymore.
Enjoyed the nu-metal medley in the last pub.
I had to wait nearly an hour for my train on a freezing cold platform in Hitchin, with some LADS who were dancing to very loud/tinny pop music on their phones. Sobered me right up.