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New Game
"Head in one". The aim of this is to choose a random person at the Observatory, it's preferable to know where they are. A par is chosen. Then a small, flourescent coloured floppy frisbee is thrown in their direction. The aim is to hit the head of the chosen "victim" within as few throws as possible.
Once you are close to the target there are two options. Either throw and hit and get the goal with one less shot. Or take a fake shot with the sole aim of getting the frisbee really close to the victim so you can fling it at their head with great force. More points, but more satisfaction.
Blame Stu.
It's full moon for sure. First we were singing Fly Me To The Moon and Moondance and Stairway To Heaven. Then once we got back I had to mention it was talk like a pirate day. That set 'em off (well that and the bubbly some people had just imbibed). After much bad accents Nic and Peter started to serenade everyone. Seems a lot of us fancy a sing.
Nimaliaca tomorrow. Ewww horse poo. But reed-warblers! Yay!
"Head in one". The aim of this is to choose a random person at the Observatory, it's preferable to know where they are. A par is chosen. Then a small, flourescent coloured floppy frisbee is thrown in their direction. The aim is to hit the head of the chosen "victim" within as few throws as possible.
Once you are close to the target there are two options. Either throw and hit and get the goal with one less shot. Or take a fake shot with the sole aim of getting the frisbee really close to the victim so you can fling it at their head with great force. More points, but more satisfaction.
Blame Stu.
It's full moon for sure. First we were singing Fly Me To The Moon and Moondance and Stairway To Heaven. Then once we got back I had to mention it was talk like a pirate day. That set 'em off (well that and the bubbly some people had just imbibed). After much bad accents Nic and Peter started to serenade everyone. Seems a lot of us fancy a sing.
Nimaliaca tomorrow. Ewww horse poo. But reed-warblers! Yay!
