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Re: The appeal of the sea
Originally Posted by HBG
(Post 9068326)
This was in Devon too, I mention it because it’s true, I’ve forgotten the name of the game, but it involved some kind of spoof which obliged the loser to drink a single measure of a drink chosen by the winner, in one go.
Obviously, the usual drinks weren’t chosen. I remember feeling bad after a giant gipsy kept choosing green Chartreuse every time I lost. Additives weren’t allowed, and straight gin is very hard to swallow too. The licensee wasn’t bothered, he made a fortune from a load of nutters being silly. I was driven home by a tractor, or a spaceship, and was glued to the toilet for a long time. |
Re: The appeal of the sea
Originally Posted by HBG
(Post 9068326)
This was in Devon too, I mention it because it’s true, I’ve forgotten the name of the game, but it involved some kind of spoof which obliged the loser to drink a single measure of a drink chosen by the winner, in one go.
Obviously, the usual drinks weren’t chosen. I remember feeling bad after a giant gipsy kept choosing green Chartreuse every time I lost. Additives weren’t allowed, and straight gin is very hard to swallow too. The licensee wasn’t bothered, he made a fortune from a load of nutters being silly. I was driven home by a tractor, or a spaceship, and was glued to the toilet for a long time. A group set off around the course c/w the usual tackle, plus a bottle of Vodka each, cheaper than Whisky I suppose. The winner,or joint winners of each hole have to immediately down a shot of Vodka. By the time they get to the 19th, they're usually all equally useless and legless. The perfect handicapping system. :thumbup: |
Re: The appeal of the sea
Originally Posted by Dick Dasterdly
(Post 9069031)
In Scandinavia the name of the game for New Year is Whisky Golf.
A group set off around the course c/w the usual tackle, plus a bottle of Vodka each, cheaper than Whisky I suppose. The winner,or joint winners of each hole have to immediately down a shot of Vodka. By the time they get to the 19th, they're usually all equally useless and legless. The perfect handicapping system. :thumbup: |
Re: The appeal of the sea
The sea, It's so different all the time, when I was young our house was not 20 yards from the beach and it was a little elevated so that from our lounge or bedrooms we had a clear view out over it. I have seen the lightening bouncing across the surface on the horizon, I have seen the waves lighting up as they break due to the (I was told) phosphorous, the moon reflecting along it, the sunsets were always amazing I have seen the raging storms and I have seen it like a glass.
I could get home from school and get my cozi on and run down to the beach for a swim, and my mum could call me from home I didn' have to mess about getting changed. There was a time when there were hundreds of holiday makers too, I used to feel so proud because I lived in such a wonderful place, sadly this has all changed and the place is deserted now like many other resorts in the UK, although it's not actually boarded up yet I believe, but it's only a matter of time I'm sure. Oh yes them were the days, when Britain deserved the Great in it and the sea was blue |
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