This post is a bit indulgent really but is to explain something on my Facebook profile. I need a bit more space and you know I tend to run with an idea. This is less of a run, more a flat-out sprint out of the reach of the crazy catchers. However I know you will understand and maybe even help me.
Monday was my first day at Uni. We had all the usual orientation blah blah. "This is how to use the Library" "This is what do in the case of a fire" "This is another piece of paper for you to fill in your details" etc. I'm sat in the lecture theatre in the afternoon struggling with the tedium and wanting to get on with being a semi-reformed over-achieving student, when we had our last lecture from the reps from the student union. They were telling us all about Freshers week and the Fayre and this and the that and I'm sat letting it all wash over me. Don't get me wrong, I will have a fulfilling, rounded student experience, but I just don't want to go hell for leather into my first week. My partying hard days are far from over, but I'm more judicious about the company. I know this sounds bad. Sue me. Anyway, they talked about societies and clubs and the fact that if you can't find something you want to join, the union will support you in setting up a group. You need to find 9 other people that want to do the thing you want and you can apply for up to £1000 from the SU fund to help set it up.
The lecture was over and we were free to go, so I headed over to my local where I was meeting my friends to celebrate Day 1. The usual suspects were there and they were asking me about my day. I mentioned the society thing and Daz commented that I'd get hooked into a cult involving Ninja Origami practitioners. I assured him this wouldn't happen but then told him I could set up a knitting group. I love my boys but they don't get the knitting. And they don't believe anyone (other than me) would willingly knit for fun. What can I say? Sometimes they are soooo silly!. However when I mentioned the money, Daz became more interested. Mr B wondered how much yarn could be bought for £1000 and I assured both of them that it would be a significant amount. As is often the case the conversation rapidly descended into random, nonsense taller suggestions involving baristas dressed in knitted attire. When I went to buy a round I was struck with an moment of astonishing inspiration.
I was so excited, I could barely carry the pints straight. I set them down and turned to the boys. Mr B caught the manic look in my eye and went pale. "You know what I could do?" I suggested with the badly contained excitement normally seen in someone who starts sentences with "What do you think would happen if ..." and ends in a Darwin award nomination. Daz and Mr B looked at each other and, if possible, went paler. "Y...e....s....?" said Mr B.
"I could persuade the University to buy a couple of sheep and then we could have wool forever!"
It's like the adage of buy a man a fish .... My boys were scared. I'm wondering where we could put the Uni's new livestock.
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4 comments:
I think the Ninja Origami group has probably folded already.
I think it's perfectly reasonable.
I want pictures of you trying to shear them though.
That's brilliant! Isn't there a lovely grassed quad, where they could graze? Every unversity has one somewhere. Good luck at Uni - how fabulous!
Rog - It did and the Kamikaze Aeroplane enthusiasts took a nose-dive.
Rose - I was going to get a coupleof hot Aussies to do that for me ;)
Shiny - We sadly have no grass on campus. However, the hunt for storage places is on. So far I'm thinking about the local communal playing field.
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