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Post by jim on Mar 18, 2008 21:48:52 GMT
Hands up all those going tomorrow night. Jen and I will be there.
COME ON YOU RESSIE REDS!
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Post by Brad on Mar 18, 2008 22:08:36 GMT
Me and Castra should be there.
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Post by july08 on Mar 19, 2008 9:22:34 GMT
I'm going to be there and shuld be bringing someone too!
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Post by Herr Wurst on Mar 19, 2008 9:40:00 GMT
Well yes. What else does one do on a Wednesday evening but go to some chilly field in an outpost of.....can't even bear to say the name..."Lewes"   Looks like I'll be there................. |
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Post by KapitänHöhlenmensch on Mar 19, 2008 10:00:22 GMT
One envies those who are going to a chilly field in Lose!
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Post by jim on Mar 19, 2008 10:11:28 GMT
Would it help to consider it a chilly field to the north of Glyndebourne? Then there's no need for the L word at all.
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Post by KapitänHöhlenmensch on Mar 19, 2008 10:13:37 GMT
Yeah, as we can then imagine the classical performances enjoyed at Glyndebourne Hall.
Like we always do!
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Post by Herr Wurst on Mar 19, 2008 13:47:35 GMT
Naturally, I'll be attending Glyndebourne this year rather than wallowing with the great unwashed at Glastonwick. ;D I'd suggest holding the latter at Glyndebourne, but Coombes Farm is handy staggering distance to my stately pile.  |
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Post by jim on Mar 19, 2008 15:10:22 GMT
...that is assuming that there's no fruit to throw, Mr Castra.
Whilst strolling in a northerly direction along Chapel Road in Worthing, West Sussex, I happened to glance into the front window of The Argus office. In the bottom right photograph of the display in said window, I did see the smiling face of Mr Castra among an assembled throng of citrus-chuckers proudly holding up his soon-to-be-thrown fruit object (bearing the number 77). It would appear that a marvellous time was has by all if the grin on Mr Castra's face was indicative in any way. Marvellous.
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Post by Herr Wurst on Mar 19, 2008 15:45:45 GMT
...that is assuming that there's no fruit to throw, Mr Castra. Whilst strolling in a northerly direction along Chapel Road in Worthing, West Sussex, I happened to glance into the front window of The Argus office. In the bottom right photograph of the display in said window, I did see the smiling face of Mr Castra among an assembled throng of citrus-chuckers proudly holding up his soon-to-be-thrown fruit object (bearing the number 77). It would appear that a marvellous time was has by all if the grin on Mr Castra's face was indicative in any way. Marvellous. It's perfectly normal to spend a wet and cold Sunday afternoon on Worthing beach, incoming tide lapping around ones ankles, throwing rotting fruit around. ;D It was posh Waitrose rotting fruit too. Not cheap stuff from Lidl or the Co-op! It was a fix I tell ya. The 'lad' who won the juniors lemon chucking contest looked well over age. Demands for a stewards inquiry fell on deaf ears. Due to a lack of pre-match training, I was among the also rans this year, sadly. Rumours that members of Worthing FC's management team were effigies for the rotten fruit are totally untrue......... |
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