CTS squash

[jack]

Last 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.

Comments

[cartesiandaemon.livejournal.com]

I meant, I seem to be more embarassed by admitting ignorance than other faults, so contrary to expectation I seem to have been more defensive about claiming my statement was accurate, than about claiming my fliers were good. I know this is odd.

[mair_in_grenderich]

ooh, look over there, there's a strange man!

[cartesiandaemon.livejournal.com]

?

[mair_in_grenderich]

you said it ):