I went to Center Parcs in Nottingham this weekend. It was my friend Sarah's birthday so she, and a second girl, decided a joint celebration and a trip to the wonderful world of CP would be a good way to celebrate.
In the end, 11 of us went: myself and 10 attractive girls in two villas. My masculinity was in rapid decline from the outset, when I discovered that I had packed more pairs of shoes than most (all?) of the girls for the weekend. In my defense I did use all but one pair!
We went laser shooting, swimming (a lot), played badminton and squash and went roller skating. I had quite a good time, though every muscle in my body still aches.
Obviously, spending the weekend with 10 women has made me the envy of the computer science department. I was even able to tell them that I spent the weekend sleeping under a hot blonde girl... the truth being that she was in the top bunk, and the room was quite stuffy. She was the very best choice of roomy for me though, as I snore and she's deaf. My only real complaint is that, being blonde, she did pack my phone charger and not hers when she left, so for anyone trying to reach me on my mobile, this is unlikely to be effective as the battery is totally dead.
I had a really good time in CP, though I would have liked the opportunity to nip to the sauna, but it was very popular and booked up very quickly. It's a bizzare place with many strange hazards such as marauding children, high on fresh air and face paint, crazy cyclists who haven't ridden a bike for a good few years and think that it's acceptable to tear round blind corners at great speed and the tamest, (read "totally fearless") squirrels in the world. They're organised, dangerous and armed, (with nashy pointy teeth.) I wouldn't like to leave any small children unattended near them, I think that enough squirrels could take one out, unless of course the child was high on fresh air and face paint, in which case one could probably make money by taking bets on the outcome. "Tonight, a pack of evil squirrels vs Timmy, who at this moment in time thinks that he's a large cat of some kind. The arena is a large pit, with a block of CP nut fudge in the middle.... FIGHT!"
On a vaguely related note, CP has a shop called treats that sells mint choc-chip fudge. Buy some. It's awesome.
Any hoo - I'm off to do some work, but before I leave, I must recommend to all people who've ever played World of Warcraft, or has ever lost a friend to the only activity more addicitive than consuming crack, to watch the WOW episode of South Park. I saw it last night, and it is worryingly close to home for many of my friends, (I saw its power over them and I am yet to buy it on the grounds that I have enough pointless stuff to fill my life with instead of work... like this blog.)