Stash

well, go on then, whats your potato secret? I have a whole load under my bed if yuou care to demonstrate.

You keep your potatoes under your bed?

Just don't ask where she keeps the tofu sausages

Hmm well there were a few crews that gave it a good go - Oriel Mens III anyone?

Most of the time they tend to hit the bank; although one unfortunate sole (!) did fall in during torpids this year...

how do you know? was it you, dear?

why is it that whenever we start an interesting thread oxfordians invade it? shoo.

*pokes*

Oxans are boring.

oi you. leave him alone. he's my stash what i nicked from oriel.

Then what are you moaning about? Women are confusing.

You're unlikely to be doing that as a baby novice though, are you?

<smug smile>

*Camford slaps ~Raphael~ with a large smelly trout, and hope this would knock some senses into ~Raphael~*

How rude!

anyway, think our rowing on may be fairly entertaining.. & can't wait to see St Hilda's M1!

How the hell does that work?

*Camford decides to use stfu on ~Raphael~*

actually it's not just about being insulting about "Hildabeasts" but, looking at the registered crew list, we hypothesize:

- with a few women who know what they should be doing, even if they're coxes & can't because they have no strength

- some male tutors/fellows (including our Neuroanatomy guy.. who looks like he's been doing hardcore training! )

- with some male ringers, inc. our old CoB who coaches at Hilda's so has been transferred as an associate


would be good (from a publicity & novel perspective!) if they did make it in, methinks..

<Raphael is immune>

immune? or did you just use protection?