Mel has dug out his photos from the 92 season at Piddington.


Area "J"

Area J - Oh Happy Days Not quite our only feature
Yes you can guess where Mel and I were stuck - out the back of the villa with nothing but mud, puddles and Cicely falling over to keep us amused.

Girls

Cicely and Jane Cicely and Jane again! A whole group of Girls Girls and Boys NOT Girls Tea Break

There seem to be a lot of pictures of girls. How odd I wonder what Mel could have been thinking about? You would think that we did nothing except sit about drinking tea and you could well be right as I recall that year was spectacularly wet and windy. This was also the year of Bap Man TM who went round placing stale bread products on the poles of everyone's tents in the middle of the night. It was also the year that my tent disintegrated or as I suspect was eaten by one of the aforementioned Baps (crafty buggers you have to watch them all the time).

SPAM

Oh yes and finally we held International SPAM Day a great success (we managed to insult the cook who though we were commenting on the quality of his food and confuse an American Lady whose home town actually DID hold a Spam Day - only in Piddington, you couldn't make it up could you?). Of course no major event like this can go without an injury or two. I remember at least one cut from the cans' sharp edges and a German lad (George I think he was called) unaccustomed to the ways of Pidd actually ate some - hospital staff say he is in a critical but stable position.



Romans

We are Legion Look out Sarge, he's got a stabby thing!
Well well well. Perhaps it WAS a Legionary Fortress after all.