Do they know it’s Christmas time at aaaaaaaaaall?!
FEEED THEEEEE WUUUUURRRLLD!
Festive cheer all round, banter has been high at Hughenden the last couple of weeks. Cheer is spreading in the world of Hills.
Last week saw the big brain quiz challenge, with such questions as “What is quiz master Cammy’s favourite monster?” the display of intellect really was astounding. Quiz master Cammy caused considerable upset to the fabulous green team by refusing to accept their answers because he couldn’t read the writing, then accepting Golden as a colour. Golden? Golden…?! It’s a mockery of a farce of a ridiculous sham. He has lowered considerably in my estimation.
The winners of the quiz were unclear…but the winners of the mystery cash prize were the oldies at the back with Kitch in his dress triumphing over Quiz Master Murray in the rock paper scissors “Ladies’ challenge” event. Murray had built himself up for the challenge, Dumfries and Galloway champion donchaknow, and was clearly deflated after his defeat. He was unavailable for comment. Second winner of the night in a controversial interpretation(again by quiz master Cammy…) of the crowd cheer-o-meter was Cammy Kerr, who took on David Armstrong in a slightly disturbing, semi-naked dance off. The dancing did not compare to that on show at Miss Hughenden, the boys clearly hadn’t had time to limber up. Ching Mai is the only dance off-er for me.
The Ladies retired for a little contemplation and debate in the maze of the changing rooms, stories told, punishments handed out, Birthday girl Caroline was a little off colour after manfully keeping her birthday drink down.
The fun stopped there for those who were working, but continued into the night with sunshine mountain singing drinking dancing and fun. The hillhead rumour mill will happily provide any further details if needed…
Some days passed, and then it was Sunday, wind down/up for Christmas with the coaches Christmas party. Yay for Sunday drinking. A good turn out at the club with festive spirit and mingling and cheer, BBQ, drinkies, and mini-vinnie laying down some mean beatz with his choooonmachine. All set for a wild night…
Some moments of the night…
Stuggy in his hat. Brokeback Mountain anyone…?
Laaaaaydeees dancing- the only ones as per usual, mini-vinnie catering for the interesting music tastes. But rugby laydeeees dancing to Womaniser…really, people will wonder, whack a bit of Katy Perry on and seal the deal…:P
The “Wilk-millan” combo, after a shameless display of married style cringe worthy action at the last club meeting, were on fine form again… “Oh, Cascaaaaahhhda, you like this one.” Byker Grove meets royalty, can be seen at Hughenden, pearls and all.
The singing…it should not happen. Feeeeeeeeeed the woooooorrrld. 3 times, probably without getting the words right…
Some knee-slide action. “Hahaha….God, I’m a mother!” is always what you want to hear from someone throwing themselves across the dancefloor on their knees.
Keithy’s air guitar. Mwahaha.
And what did we learn from the night? Tomato Ketchup is the only condiment to be seen in this season. And rubbing it into hair with paper towels…? Quick fix dreadlocks, that matted look with a tang of vinegar,mmmm… “Just hug her Kitch, that’ll be more help.”
Still out we went, banter was had, and laugh, laugh, laugh all the way home…via M&S at 4 in the morning, shout out and various big up ma homies hollers to Christine who served us. Bent double panting with laughter in the aisles we managed to spend a ridiculous amount of money on our shopping list of treacle tarts, crunchy nuts, prawns, More magazine, sandwiches and discos…and other assorted items. My shopping partner tried to bring Christine into the Christmas cheer…”Want a pakora?”- I’m not allowed, but thanks…what, are they watching? What if I put it in your mouth for you? Then they can’t do anything…hehe.Trundled home, posted a wee Christmas present and off to bed eventually. Goooooooooodnight.
Highlights of the night, anything to add?
was the more to give you a few ideas for when you got home……….?
Ha…no, I’m not that kind of girl. I like boys.
touche