Well that was a very cool weekend, dispite all the poo!
Seriously good fun, most sincere thanks to Ian and Hariett and the fantastic Liz. I'm sure she has been mentally scared for life after her 1st BB tourney involved:
1) keeping the scores for 4 games on the Saturday and making sure Swiss system was used / no-one played the same opponent twice without a computer
2) drinking with Geoff, me and Woody 'till 5am Saturday night
3) coming downstairs after 3 hours sleep to see Simon in his undies!
I had a great time, loads of new stories (both good and dodgy) to be re-told including
*Seeing Gav's eyes light up when he saw that there was a 'big' bucket of chicken in KFC, not just regular
*Deciding at about 12pm on the Friday in the pub it would be a good thing to drink 3 shots of triple rum with a Sailor (oo-er missus) which then resulted in throwing my kebab away in a drunkard, shamble home (don't actually remember much of that one, had to have parts of the tale re-told to me on Sunday night

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*Getting 'spawned on' by Gav and his girls
*Passing the luck on and spawning on Hangus (sorry mate

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*Mocking Hoomin and his kilt and then having his brother turn up wearing full on blue face paint and all
*Watching Odium eating ash covered sweets and then offering them to a passing girl
Great time had, interesting varient having 7 games, still not sure if it is the way I'd like to see all tournies go but it is definately a cool change and lets you get in more BB (although less drinking time in between games, well that's my excuse for why I was still awake a 5am with beer in my hand anyway...

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*Mr. T pities the fool. Chuck Norris rips the fool's head off. *