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A classic fresher trip

She said something like “You guys okay? I didn’t think that looked like the right way” but her words where but frost on the breeze to my frozen ears. I was much more interested in other things: the bothy and haribos she brought.

It was a surreal moment of bonding for us five then. I don’t know how long we huddled there, covered with our plastic bag to hold in what little warmth we had left, being fed by Rachel. I think I was probably the worst off, and for the first stretch of blurred time I existed in a state of delirium.

“Is this what it’s always going to be like?” I remember saying.
Or maybe I just thought it: I was pretty loopy for a while there.

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A new twist on the classic pilgrimage to Notts II

Disclaimer: I really did enjoy this trip. Just ignore the tone and content of this report and you’ll be able to believe me. ‘twas the night of freshers dales, and as always I was itchin’ for a Notts 2 trip. I have done the in-and-out trip more than a couple of times now and (un)fortunately […]