CTS squash
Oct. 12th, 2005 04:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jackLast night was the tolkien squash. We picked up food and stuff from sainsbury's and successfully negotiated with trinity porters for the key.
I may have been slightly tense at this point (sorry). I think it's being responsible for something else, when I'm primarily concentrating on work.
I returned to Great Gate to form a walking party, with Tim and Naath -- who it was nice to see again -- but the freshers managed to totally elude us. I genuinely have no idea how they managed this: they claim to have been outside at the same time we were, but we were constantly looking for *any* lone/small group of people waiting, and there weren't any.
But once the squash started it seemed to go well. It was jolly. I chatted to a lot of old friends, was insulted a bit, and met freshers. Quite a lot turned up, and several joined. Matthew assures us that next year we'll start having second-generation CTS people in cambridge.
We had freshers of the several stripes we hoped for, from obscure-elvish-names to obscure-elvish-slash, and despite a few awkward moments, no-one seemed very scared. There did seem to be a tendancy to divide entirely by sex (or possibly by slash-ness).
There were a few short speaches introducing the committee, but theses were entirely impromptu. Formal speeches in trinity rooms require a variety of permissions to ensure freedom of speech, in a sensible-but-apparently-ironic way.
I may have been slightly tense at this point (sorry). I think it's being responsible for something else, when I'm primarily concentrating on work.
I returned to Great Gate to form a walking party, with Tim and Naath -- who it was nice to see again -- but the freshers managed to totally elude us. I genuinely have no idea how they managed this: they claim to have been outside at the same time we were, but we were constantly looking for *any* lone/small group of people waiting, and there weren't any.
But once the squash started it seemed to go well. It was jolly. I chatted to a lot of old friends, was insulted a bit, and met freshers. Quite a lot turned up, and several joined. Matthew assures us that next year we'll start having second-generation CTS people in cambridge.
We had freshers of the several stripes we hoped for, from obscure-elvish-names to obscure-elvish-slash, and despite a few awkward moments, no-one seemed very scared. There did seem to be a tendancy to divide entirely by sex (or possibly by slash-ness).
There were a few short speaches introducing the committee, but theses were entirely impromptu. Formal speeches in trinity rooms require a variety of permissions to ensure freedom of speech, in a sensible-but-apparently-ironic way.