More gossip from Linz
Hi there. Just thought I would send in a couple of stories for the web site. Hope Greece is sunny and the gang all ok. It is pouring here. Fantasy football is all the rage and we are getting together some manager profiles for you. Saturday night kicked off big time in the Ski Lodge and we were there til 2.30am with usual mix of shots (everyone), dancing to Abba (the girls), exposing (T Wall), falling off table (Lu), sleeping on the bar (Linz) and toplessness (Dave). Plus some minor argy-bargy (see story 1). Marvelous. Pub closing this Friday for weeks and weeks and weeks....
Police brutality
rears its ugly head in La Tania – by Penny Paparazzi
Party revelers in La Tania were stunned by an unprecedented
display of police brutality on the evening of Saturday 24th August.
Locals were enjoying several, not-so-quiet, end of season drinks
and rocking on down at the biggest night of the Ski Lodge’s
summer season when the scene erupted.
“Rocket fuel”
Suddenly, in the small hours,
proceedings took a decidedly nasty turn when a local property tycoon
received surprise blow to the side of the head. Horrified onlookers
were shocked as another local resident, a female DC (who cannot
be named for legal reasons), launched an unexpected, toffee vodka-fuelled
attack on the man in question, later revealed to be her lover of
several years.
“Totally clueless”
When interviewed after the
incident, the victim was quoted as saying, “I don’t
know why she hit me but it could be because I was talking to another
woman” Sources within the community claim that the attack
was “fully justified” since Mr X has a “history
of talking to other women.” An insider confided in our reporter,
“Only last month Mr X was forced to invite a young lady to
lunch after publicly insulting her whilst under the influence of
Chardonnay and Irish music. This is not the first time he has been
at the centre of a boozed up scandal.”
“Kiss and
make up”
The attacker, who has since
issued a full, public apology to the other young woman involved
in Saturday’s incident, is now reported to have left the country
with her battered lover. Sources close to the couple claim they
have fled to their UK-based love nest to reconcile their differences
and get proper jobs.
Chabi gang go
canyoning – from Linz
As the summer season drew to close, the Chabi Vacances team (well,
most of them plus Dave and Andy) headed for their end of season
day out on Sunday 25th August. As if the weather hasn’t been
wet enough this summer, the crew opted to go canyoning and so made
their way to Lac d’Aiguebelette on the other side of Chambéry.
For those of you unfamiliar with canyoning, it involves descending a river from a fixed departure point to a specific destination. Clad in wet suits, trainers, knee pads and helmets, our group waded off down what looked like a fairly innocuous stream that threw up no worse hazards than a few sticks, rocks and the occasional fallen tree. Sounds OK so far, doesn’t it?
Being very afraid of heights, you can imagine my “delight” then, when ten minutes into the event (which can only be described from my perspective as a terror-packed, three-hour fight for survival), we were faced with our first trial: jump off an eight-metre high waterfall into a damp sponge wedged in a small egg-cup (well, OK, a deep pool). Hurrah! Being the biggest shandy-pants in the group, I was the only one to opt to grapple my way down a handy rope at the side. Even then I had to helped by the instructor and was still left feeling jelly-legged at the bottom.
From then on it got worse as we encountered a series of leaps of faith (none of which I leaped) into raging torrents and miniscule crevices. We tobogganed down waterfalls and gullies, launched ourselves off rocks, crawled through caves and under boulders the size of a small planet. And all that in cold water. What better way to shift that hangover? Despite all this, I lived to tell the tale. Here’s my score sheet:
Low points:
· bending my nails whilst struggling into the wet suit
· most of the time between 3pm and 6pm
· still feeling stiff two days later
High points:
· floating on our backs in a big pool looking at the sky
and pretending to be a dead body
· being flung off the last waterfall by the guide and finally
surfacing to call him a “f***ing maniac”
· Elodie whooping from start to finish
· the look on Dave’s face after each death-defying
leap
· the barby in the evening
· the unstinting encouragement from the whole gang who knew
I was terrified from start to finish
So, overall impressions? Never again. Well and truly ticked off my list.
