[F] Manchester meet reportish
Kevin Hackett
Alex was going to make this report, but due to all sorts of things he's
a bit up to his neck in unmanagables, so I sort of volunteered to do the
meet report, or at least the part I could hear over the music. The pub
really was FAR too loud, so I'm afraid that the report will mainly
involve what I could hear near me and see around. Please add the bits
you were close enough to hear. Also, I was not originally going to be
doing this, so I made no real effort to get all the details. That and
my usual attack of the 'vaguely's means all sorts of other stuff is
going to slip past.
Alex, just remember to send in the quote file.
Saturday:
The plan was to meet up in Manchester about 2pm Saturday for a few hours
of chatting and drinking. I got there an hour late but luckily everyone
had gathered and there was already a large enough pile of chocolates and
toys to take the guesswork out of introductions. As it turned out the
pub was across the road from there I'd lived during my first year of
University, so serious nostalgia attacks ensued.
At the meet were (working from memory, which is a bit like cutting your
Sunday Roast with a knife made from ice, not much chance of success
getting less all the time):
Naomi, Homicide, Dooferlad, Alex Page, Sarah (Nanny Ogg by name), Pam
Harrison (Nanny Ogg by practically everything else), Ccooke, Martyn
Clapham, Slav, Mary Capel and her fella Darren, Andy, Leon Bubb and
almost certainly more who will get offended by me forgetting them when
they should know that I'm hard put to remember myself.
Introductions were made and chocolates and toys were making their home
on the table. Toys in this case being my bean bag toy of Marvin the
Martian's dog, a rubber duck, a smaller furry vibrating duck and a
vibrating turtle. Stu proceeded to balance these in ways that would
seriously concern Animal Welfare people, not to mention the film
censors. With the introduction of a menu this turned into 'Toy Theatre',
including Rapunzel and the balcony scene from Romeo and Juliet. The
vibrating duck was for a while in constant demand, as was Sarah.
Unfortunately, all I got was the duck ;-)
Conversations and alcohol ensued, with the conversations getting more
insular as the music got louder and louder. Any time someone complained
the music got just that bit louder, to the point where a quiet word
meant yelling into the other person's ear. Still, much chatting was
achieved but it was difficult to get it to spread over the table. I
spent most of the time chatting to Pam, so if anyone could add any
conversations they heard, here's the spot.
Some people left quickly, others left reluctantly, more turned up at
random. For a while we were visited by two vampires, which was nice.
Big, pointy teeth, must make biting your nails a bit risky. Alex
managed to get a very tall skinny Goth to sit on him for a while, which
was... erm... probably nice for him.
Toward the end of the night, people started to thin out and the music
became pretty much bearable. At closing, and still going strong, the
afp-meet now comprised of me, Alex Page, Ccooke, Stu, Mary Capel (the
last two going to their first ever afp-meet and about to get more than
they expected), and Leon.
The last train to Dewsbury was 11:54, so I was making plans to catch it
when we managed to convince ourselves that a nice meal was required.
Dooferlad was a bit wary of approaching Moss Side without a few extra
targets to draw fire, so Alex, Charles and myself escorted him and ran
off with a bottle of vodka (It was Alex! Honest! I don't even drink
vodka). We attempted to rendezvous with the others, using the very
detailed guide of 'That big white Indian restaurant, something like
Shere Khan'. Somehow, this worked. More drinking and food and
chatting, although for a moment Stu looked like a Jackson Pollok was en
route mid-starter. False alarm. This was fun, to the point where I
only felt a slight dread when I checked my watch during the meal and
discovered that it was 12:38. Ooops!
Lucky I missed that train, meet still had a fair bit of life in it. We
decided to head over to Stu's house to see what sort of dent we could
put into his wine supply. We sat and talked and drank and read a bit of
fanfic about 'The Daleks vs. the Tellytubbies' while the South Park
album played in the background. It was getting so late at this point
that it was getting early, but even though people were tired we decided
that the meet could not end. I had reached the point in the night where
the short amount of sleep I would've had would be worse than no sleep at
all, so While everyone but me and Stu caught a taxi to Mary's and Stu
went to sleep, I watched TV with Planck, Stu's cat. Big cat, Planck.
Fond of Blakes7.
Sunday:
Next morning, Stu let in his two ponies... I mean dogs. VERY big dogs.
Cassie was a walking hair distributer, and Robbie goes nuts when he
meets anybody. I've somehow always been good with dogs, so Robbie came
over and didn't freak out, and Cassie covered me in hairs. We walked
them and then watched repeats of old BBC sci-fi. Doctor Who, Blakes7
again, that sort of thing.
When Mary's house began to stir (nothing to do with the fact that we
called about mid-day and woke them up ;-) ), we decided to go over and
carry on the meet. This was easier said than done, because although we
had an address and a vague idea, the plan of getting as far as we know
and asking for directions was dampened by a peculiar piece of Manchester
slang. Apparently, 'Excuse me' is actually slang for 'Please could you
stare at the ground and hurry past, I have a sudden urge to talk to your
rapidly retreating head'. Despite this breakdown in communication, we
managed to waylay a pensioner couple who were waiting at a bus stop so
they couldn't pretend they were too busy and had to give in and give us
directions.
Reaching Mary's house, we roused Alex from his stupor and headed off for
a nice pub dinner. In fact a very nice pub dinner. Very nice pub. very
nice dinner. More alcohol and chatting ensued, and a horse wearing
fishnets walked past the window which diverted us from both for a while.
We wandered back to Mary's for a marathon Blakes7 viewing (Mary's
husband Darren had joined in again and had every episode on video).
There was a definite Blakes7 theme to this meet...
I checked train times, and luckily even on a Sunday the last train was
11:20, so even when Charles and Leon had to leave I stayed on. Stu
dissappeared for a while but came back again. Toward the evening we
even got the Trivial Pursuit out and got questions like 'What is another
name for "pocket billiards"?', so we were of use to no bugger. We were
tipsy/relaxed enough at this point so that Mary mentioned how she had a
French Maid's outfit. We were also tipsy/relaxed enough at this point so
that Alex volunteered to model it. Now, Alex it rather a lot taller
than Mary, so for the sake of humanity he kept his boxer shorts on. Now
picture five people who had never met before enjoying a game of Trivial
Pursuit, one of us dressed on a French Maid's outfit and boxer shorts...
it was a Kodak moment.
The time was now after midnight. Mild panic, but luckily Mary still had
a camp bed set up that I could use. The talking carried on until after
1am, whereupon Stu headed home and Alex led me to the bedroom... that
doesn't sound right. It didn't help that Mary has two cats and was
using this fact to it's full innuendo effect.
Monday:
Got up nice and early. Well, early. I'd had about 6-7 hours sleep that
weekend and I had to go to work in the same clothes I'd been wearing all
this time (work is about 2 minutes walk from Dewsbury train station,
home is about 30 mins.). Much thanking and hugging of Mary, and luckily
only thanking of Darren, and off we set. Darren dropped me off at the
station, I caught the next train to Dewsbury, I raced to work and
managed to get in about three minutes early for work, much the worse but
happier for wear.
There's something so much more fun about unplanned enjoyment...
I really wish I could remember more. Please fill some gaps in if you
can (if you see what I mean).
Cheers,
Kevin
'Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your duck'
Martyn Clapham
In article <7utdl1$dqm$1...@library.lspace.org>, Kevin Hackett <kevinh@ins
pirati.netscapeonline.co.uk> writes
>Naomi, Homicide, Dooferlad, Alex Page, Sarah (Nanny Ogg by name),
And T-shirt. :-)
>Pam Harrison[1] (Nanny Ogg by practically everything else), Ccooke,
>Martyn Clapham,
He got my first name right! :-) One of the few that do and those are
mostly afpers!
[ hack ]
>The vibrating duck was for a while in constant demand, as was Sarah.
>Unfortunately, all I got was the duck ;-)
Jealousy will get you nowhere. :-))
Unfortunately, given my habit of posting without thinking I would
probably have been better with the duck! :-(
I still can't decide if I preferred it when Sarah was sat on my knee or
when she was sat on Alex's knee and sprawled across me. :-)
Luckily for me she's in the States right now and wont see this.
( Phew! )
>Some people left quickly,
I was one of these as I expected the meet to wind up by about 11pm on
Saturday! Oh well!
>others left reluctantly, more turned up at
>random. For a while we were visited by two vampires, which was nice.
>Big, pointy teeth, must make biting your nails a bit risky. Alex
>managed to get a very tall skinny Goth to sit on him for a while, which
>was... erm... probably nice for him.
Damn, missed that, although I did get to talk to 'Scary Steph' the
vampire. Mind you, I was very careful not to upset the guy she was with,
given the size of his fangs.
Also at this point, comments were made that if Steph was the sort of
thing that came out of Uberwald, then I was on the first plane out
there. Someone ( Cookie? ) then commented that I would only need a one
way ticket as I could fly back myself.
[ rest snipped cos I'd been a boring bugger and gone home, so I can't
add owt ]
Mart.
[1] This name has been added to my Turnpike spell-checker to stop it
suggesting 'harridan'! :-))
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Afpengaged to Carol and Sarah ( Nanny Ogg ). Kept under control by the
wonderfully mysterious Naomi X and the superlative Supermouse.
Afpurity = 49% old test, 37% new test. Beyond the point of no return! :-)
Jonathan Ellis
Martyn Clapham wrote in message ...
>[ this is getting severely hacked to save space ]
Was the Quotefile in use?
Jonathan.
@harvie.freeserve.co.uk Stu
news:7utdl1$dqm$1...@library.lspace.org...
>
> Alex was going to make this report, but due to all sorts of things he's
> a bit up to his neck in unmanagables, so I sort of volunteered to do the
> meet report, or at least the part I could hear over the music. The pub
> really was FAR too loud, so I'm afraid that the report will mainly
> involve what I could hear near me and see around. Please add the bits
> you were close enough to hear. Also, I was not originally going to be
> doing this, so I made no real effort to get all the details. That and
> my usual attack of the 'vaguely's means all sorts of other stuff is
> going to slip past.
> Alex, just remember to send in the quote file.
>
Kevin has got the Plot exactly right, so Ill just go for detail work....
Any gaps to fill in?...hmmm...ooooooh I reckon I can shove a few more
observations in...(ooer)
This was my first ever meet, as it was Mary and Darrens, Sarahs and
Cartmans.(yes, THE Cartman, the poor lad was involved in some scandal with
the other toys, but managed to come out of it smiling.-Pam found him to be a
bit soft but strangely stress relieving, and by the end of the night he had
a new Mum.-one that didnt appear on the front of a certain Magazine...)
I was a little anxious about meeting a lot of new people in one go in a non
professional capacity ( I do audiences in one way or another for a living, )
and I was there very early , so I sat there like a gimp for half an hour
before anyone turned up.I nearly made a sign saying "Get yer AFPers inna bun
here" but I chickened out, trusting to some bizzarre belief in a sixth sense
I do not have.
Anyway First in was Andy Neville, who had some G!G! flyers, which we got
Cartman to hold up for us.(Big Cartman is coming next time) in the naive
belief that people would see them and KNOW.
We were wrong.
Next followed Alex and Doofer, some beer, Naomi and Pam and some
beer,(and the worlds slowest coffee for pam )
Slarv, some beer, Sarah , Kevin , some more beer, Martyn and tee shirts,
Homicide, and some more beer.
Mary and Darren soon followed, as did more beer.After that I can't remember
too much until a bit later when I had a Moment of clarity and went on to
Alcohol free stuff.
Memories, like the corner of my mind...you know, the corner where you put
all the stuff you can't be bothered to put away; underwear, old comics,
plates, mugs, used c...SORRY.
Ah yes , memories...
Chocolate! oh god the chocolate, Thorntons Marzipans with nuts on that
looked like wrinkly buttocks..(to me at least)
Maya Gold... Thorntons did seem to be a popular brand and I have no issue
with that. My own introduction of the Tesco White with Maple and pecan
seemed to go down pretty well.
Speaking of going down , the quote file expanded rapidly.It was like being
in a double entendre factory.
Gonna get a bit Californian here.....
I have never felt so welcomed by new people in my Life.
Thanks folks
first impressions ? like little movie clips in my head..Pam and Naomi...
Forces of nature , the pair of em. A sort of AFP whirlwind.Pity they had to
go earlyish.
Mart..Fantastic Geezer, made me think of Rincewind crossed with, err. well
Mart really.
Kevin, Surreal, and Planck likes him.
Mary, Party Monster! (and a new Mum, -Cartmans that is) Perfect Taste in all
things.There is no higher compliment.
Darren, IS Roj Blake.(or is it Avon?) either way Heroic in aspect.
Sarah, she came , she saw, she conquered.
Andy ....NOBBY! in the nicest possible way.
Homicide, very cool...
Alex ..I am still gobsmacked.
Doofer, Like Pat Troughtons Doctor Who crosed with Teppic.
Slarv..Look sorry about the whole Alan Titchmarsh thing. No one deserves
that. Abject apologies.
Ccooke, Out Whoed me.(nearly)
Leon. A hit man obviously.
Curry, Pappadums, Beer, Wine Friends.And the greatest of these is ..Friends.
Well, there you go.
What a 42 hours.
Bring on the 12 November!
Stu
--
Sometimes I lie awake at night and wonder
where my life will lead me,
Waiting to pass under Sleeps' Dark and Silent Gate..
Pam Harrison
Stu <stuart @harvie.freeserve.co.uk> wrote in message
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<big snip of meet fun>
> first impressions ? like little movie clips in my head..Pam and Naomi...
> Forces of nature , the pair of em. A sort of AFP whirlwind.Pity they had
to
> go earlyish.
Thank you Stu - first time I've been described as a whirlwind *g*.
Ahem - we arrived at 2.30pm, we left at 11.10 pm - earlyish? not really
dear.
> Slarv..Look sorry about the whole Alan Titchmarsh thing. No one deserves
> that. Abject apologies.
Slarv is MUCH better looking than Alan Titchmarsh, taller too. Okay *shrug*
I'm prejudiced but it's true*g*.
It was a fun meet and lovely to have so many new faces there. Yes my coffee
was slow - it was also cold by the time I got it . NB don't order coffee at
that pub. Yes, the music was far too loud for anyone to have a sensible
conversation with anyone but their nearest neighbour later on but the flaws
in the venue are easily solved - a different place next time.
Now have sorted possible venues for Leeds meet on the 13th - watch out for
an announce.
---
Pam xxx
Martyn Clapham
rve.co.uk> writes
[ hack more meet stuff ]
>Mart..Fantastic Geezer, made me think of Rincewind crossed with, err. well
>Mart really.
I dunno, you started that sentence OK, but then you had to spoil it by
comparing me to _Rincewind_!!!
Just what did I do to you to deserve that?
At least I didn't ask for potatoes when Sarah sat on my knee. :-))
>Sarah, she came , she saw, she conquered.
Wist!
Mart.
Martyn Clapham
<pam.ha...@cwcom.net> writes
>
>Stu <stuart @harvie.freeserve.co.uk> wrote in message
>news:7v18f4$14j$1...@news7.svr.pol.co.uk...
>
><big snip of meet fun>
>
>> first impressions ? like little movie clips in my head..Pam and Naomi...
>> Forces of nature , the pair of em. A sort of AFP whirlwind.Pity they had
>to
>> go earlyish.
>
>
>Thank you Stu - first time I've been described as a whirlwind *g*.
>
>Ahem - we arrived at 2.30pm, we left at 11.10 pm - earlyish? not really
>dear.
Well I left at something o'clock ( about 10 - 15 min after you ). I
thought it was 10 o'clock, but it must have been 11 o'clock. Oh well,
I'll get my memory working one day!
[ snip ]
>It was a fun meet and lovely to have so many new faces there. Yes my coffee
>was slow - it was also cold by the time I got it . NB don't order coffee at
>that pub. Yes, the music was far too loud for anyone to have a sensible
>conversation with anyone but their nearest neighbour later on but the flaws
>in the venue are easily solved - a different place next time.
You were actually sat directly under a loudspeaker, so it was bound to
be loud. And I'm sure I offered to cut the wires to it for you.
IIRC, upstairs was much quieter when I was up there with Doofie, Alex
and Naomis knees. :-)
Kevin Hackett
Jonathan Ellis wrote in message <7v0818$abk$1...@news4.svr.pol.co.uk>...
I think we can answer that with a definite yes. Unfortunately it's
probably about six pages long and Alex has it.
You have been warned.... <insert maniacal chuckle, if such a thing is
possible>
Cheers,
Kevin
One memorable one being 'Give me headphones!', 'Is that a Stingray
quote?'
@harvie.freeserve.co.uk Stu
news:AnJcYDAw...@mclapham.demon.co.uk...
> In article <7v18f4$14j$1...@news7.svr.pol.co.uk>, Stu <stu...@harvie.freese
> rve.co.uk> writes
>
> [ hack more meet stuff ]
>
> >Mart..Fantastic Geezer, made me think of Rincewind crossed with, err.
well
> >Mart really.
>
> I dunno, you started that sentence OK, but then you had to spoil it by
> comparing me to _Rincewind_!!!
>
> Just what did I do to you to deserve that?
>
> At least I didn't ask for potatoes when Sarah sat on my knee. :-))
>
I LIKE rincewind. he has many fine qualities, not least a razor sharp mind.
Brave too (see alt books pratchett for my justification)
Stu
(eating lots of mash at the moment. roasties too.)
Andrew Nevill
> news:7utdl1$dqm$1...@library.lspace.org...
> Cartmans.
non
> professional capacity ( I do audiences in one way or another for a
living, )
> and I was there very early , so I sat there like a gimp for half an hour
> before anyone turned up.I nearly made a sign saying "Get yer AFPers inna
bun
> here" but I chickened out, trusting to some bizzarre belief in a sixth
sense
> I do not have.
It was also my first meet. And Stu you should have done that sign. Then I
wouldn't have asked the wrong people if they were the AFP meet :-)
> Anyway First in was Andy Neville, who had some G!G! flyers, which we got
> Cartman to hold up for us.(Big Cartman is coming next time) in the naive
> belief that people would see them and KNOW.
> We were wrong.
Oh I don't know Alex and Doofer found us... eventually.
<Snip
>My own introduction of the Tesco White with Maple and pecan
> seemed to go down pretty well.
That was beautiful.
> Speaking of going down , the quote file expanded rapidly.It was like being
> in a double entendre factory.
Talking of which, someone post it. I want to know how many times I managed
to get in. I think I had at least six.
> Gonna get a bit Californian here.....
> I have never felt so welcomed by new people in my Life.
> Thanks folks
As I think I said before, I'm pretty new on AFP and went down to the meet on
a bit of a whim as Manchester is only an hour by train. I'm glad I did, I
had a great time. Shame I had to leave so eraly (Yes I was the first to go)
but the last train home was at 8pm. With hindsight I should of stopped
over. Next time (please say there'll be one) I will.
Thanks to everyone who was there for being so welcoming.
> Sarah, she came , she saw, she conquered.
Oh definitly, see sig for details (on here two months and already
afpfianced. /me wonders if that's a record)
> Andy ....NOBBY! in the nicest possible way.
Stu, Thank You :-)))))))) . What's the male to male equivalent of WYMM.
If there is one I'd use it.
> Bring on the 12 November!
Unfortunatly, the only bad thing about the Men at Arms play I'm in is that
it conflicts with the Meet, otherwise.....
Andrew
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Richard Eney
Andrew Nevill <dr...@anevill.freeserve.co.uk> wrote:
>
>Stu <stuart @harvie.freeserve.co.uk> wrote
>> Speaking of going down , the quote file expanded rapidly.It was like being
>> in a double entendre factory.
>
>Talking of which, someone post it. I want to know how many times I managed
>to get in. I think I had at least six.
A question occurs to me. Does it count if the double-entendre is
deliberately manufactured for the quotefile?
=Tamar
Andy Brown
<snip>
>A question occurs to me. Does it count if the double-entendre is
>deliberately manufactured for the quotefile?
Nope. If every deliberate double-entendre (or 'fish' as they are known
colloquially) was included nobody would ever get in the quote file except
Peter.
Most of the time the unintended quotes are much funnier, as is the
reaction of whoever just said it when a couple of people start giggling
then yell 'Quote!'
However, sometimes there is a manufactured quote that just has to be
included because it's *so* good.
--
Andy Brown
At work. All opinions are my own.
Andy Brown
<dr...@anevill.freeserve.co.uk> wrote:
<snip>
>What's the male to male equivalent of WYMM.
>If there is one I'd use it.
yep, and it's WYMM (with the normal riders about poetic proposals & stuff,
rather than just a quick abbreviation (cue abbreviation v acronym thread
8-))
Remember that afp includes a mixed-sex harem. There's none of that
sex-discrimination stuff round here *grin*
Dragon Prince
Richard Eney <dic...@Radix.Net> wrote in message
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.
:
: A question occurs to me. Does it count if the double-entendre is
: deliberately manufactured for the quotefile?
As I understand it, fishing for inclusion in the file excludes those
quotes. though hows to say where the net is cast and where its a
dilliberate attempt to gain inclusion?
as from that most if not all the esteamed mr Ellis quotes should be
disallowed yet they make for the most excellent of perusal.
Dragon_P
--
insert throbing member here.....
oops
Martyn Clapham
rve.co.uk> writes
>Martyn Clapham <mar...@mclapham.demon.co.uk> wrote in message
>news:AnJcYDAw...@mclapham.demon.co.uk...
>> In article <7v18f4$14j$1...@news7.svr.pol.co.uk>, Stu <stu...@harvie.freese
>> rve.co.uk> writes
>>
>> [ hack more meet stuff ]
>>
>> >Mart..Fantastic Geezer, made me think of Rincewind crossed with, err.
>well
>> >Mart really.
>>
>> I dunno, you started that sentence OK, but then you had to spoil it by
>> comparing me to _Rincewind_!!!
>>
>> Just what did I do to you to deserve that?
>>
>> At least I didn't ask for potatoes when Sarah sat on my knee. :-))
>>
><<scythe>>>>>
>
>I LIKE rincewind. he has many fine qualities, not least a razor sharp mind.
>Brave too (see alt books pratchett for my justification)
Look mate, it's too late saying that now!
You can run, but you can't hide!
Andrew Nevill
Andy Brown <spam...@golder.co.uk> wrote in message
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Thanks Andy.
There might not be sex dixrimination, but I'm not sure I want to ask Stu
WYMM. People think I'm wierd for having an internet fiance. I tell them I
have two and one's a bloke, I'll be carted off to the loony bin. I'd
probaly sign my own commital papers :-)
What are the rules on AFPrelations.? I might ask Stu to be my AFPbrother
if I'm allowed
Morgan Lewis
>
> There might not be sex dixrimination, but I'm not sure I want to ask
> Stu WYMM. People think I'm wierd for having an internet fiance. I tell
> them I have two and one's a bloke, I'll be carted off to the loony
> bin. I'd probaly sign my own commital papers :-)
>
Yes, I can see that reaction taking place.
> What are the rules on AFPrelations.? I might ask Stu to be my
> AFPbrother if I'm allowed
>
> Andrew
>
Well, I've seen other AFPrelations of the sort, AFPsisters and
suchlike. Never AFPbrothers, but that's probably just because nobody's
felt like doing so before. I think (though I grant that having been
here only since summer I'm still a relative newcomer) that it's OK.
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Gid Holyoake
decided to share with us..
Snippetry..
> There might not be sex dixrimination, but I'm not sure I want to ask Stu
> WYMM. People think I'm wierd for having an internet fiance. I tell them I
> have two and one's a bloke, I'll be carted off to the loony bin. I'd
> probaly sign my own commital papers :-)
Oh damn.. that's me up the waterway with no visible means of propulsion
straight away then.. I've got afpfiances, afpfiancees and of course, my
very own afpfinance (hello dearest! :-)).. not to mention the Harem
(tm).. oh damn.. I just *did* mention the Harem (tm) didn't I..
Aarrgghh[1].. I've done it again.. sorry.. no more mentions of the Harem
(tm)..
Excuse me a minute..
/me takes rolled-up newspaper and whacks himself across the back of the
head..
That's better..
> What are the rules on AFPrelations.? I might ask Stu to be my AFPbrother
> if I'm allowed
Hmmm.. the rules for afprelations.. that's a bit tricky really.. it
depends on who you become related to.. if you were to become afprelated
to some people there is the strange, but all too possible, likelihood of
you having to cope with a few peculiarities in your afpfamily tree..
it's probably wisest to restrict your afprelatives to those who have
only been around for a while, unless you find modelling multi-
dimensional inter-relational trees in real time something that you can
happily do before breakfast is finished and you have to do all those
really important things like designing time machines and faster than
light drive units..
At the last count I think we had at least two sets of identical triplets
(or was it three sets of triplets where at least one of the triplets was
also a member of one of the other sets?) and a few people who appear
(like myself among others) to be recursively related to each other.. as
far as I know, I work out to be my own father, grandfather, brother,
sister, cousin, uncle, nephew, son and grandson, but I have a sneaking
suspicion that I may be married to myself as well.. or at least re-
related my marriage as it were..
All attempts to produce meaningful maps of the tangled web of
afprelatives have so far disappeared into thin air (or at least up their
own source pairs) as the complexities pull what started out as an
ordinary tree structure into the branching equivalent of the Gordian
knot..
Gid
[1] Don't worry if your wife is *not* a big hippo or if you don't have
a wife at all.. once you become entangled in the afpfamily tree there is
every possibility that you will have both a wife who is, and a wife who
isn't, and they may very well be the same person.. it may even be
yourself.. I think.. excuse me.. I'll just go for a little lie down
now..
--
The Most Noble and Exalted Peculiar , Harem Master to Veiled Concubines
Guardian of the Sacred !!!!!'s , Defender of the Temple of AFPdoration
ISTP http://www.netcomuk.co.uk/~gidnsuzi/ for The Irrelevant Page! MJBC
What did the fish say when he hit a concrete wall?.. dam!..
Shim
>Andrew Nevill wrote:
(...)
>> What are the rules on AFPrelations.? I might ask Stu to be my
>> AFPbrother if I'm allowed
>Well, I've seen other AFPrelations of the sort, AFPsisters and
>suchlike. Never AFPbrothers, but that's probably just because nobody's
>felt like doing so before. I think (though I grant that having been
>here only since summer I'm still a relative newcomer) that it's OK.
I'm an afpbrother, if that's any help...
"AFPbrother to Brett T", readeth the .sig... hmm, he still here?
-Shim.
Bernard M. Earp
<spam...@golder.co.uk> writes
>Nope. If every deliberate double-entendre (or 'fish' as they are known
>colloquially) was included nobody would ever get in the quote file except
>Peter.
>Most of the time the unintended quotes are much funnier, as is the
>reaction of whoever just said it when a couple of people start giggling
>then yell 'Quote!'
>However, sometimes there is a manufactured quote that just has to be
>included because it's *so* good.
The though occurs that there could be two files started in future The
Genuine Quote and the Fish for those well though out bon mots that
should be remembered and shared. After all the quotes that we put in our
sigs have not spontaneous but what appeal to us so why not have a "Fish
File" I realise this does double the work and there will the
occasional cries of fraud but it might be worth it
--
Bernard M. Earp
Alex Page
"Kevin Hackett"
<kev...@inspirati.netscapeonline.co.uk> wrote:
> I think we can answer that with a definite yes.
Unfortunately it's
> probably about six pages long and Alex has it.
Whoops! And now my pooter's working (which is why
I didn't write the meet report), and I've been
reminded, I'll try and type it up by Monday!
Honest!
Alex
"I will if you will... actually, I will anyway"
--
MancGoff: http://www.gothicdreams.net/grimoire
Sent via Deja.com http://www.deja.com/
Before you buy.
Alex Page
"Kevin Hackett" <kev...@inspirati.netscapeonline.co.uk> wrote:
> Alex was going to make this report, but due to all sorts of things
> he's a bit up to his neck in unmanagables, so I sort of volunteered
> to do the meet report
Bit up to his neck? You're talking about vampires again, aren't you?
Alex has now at least started to extracate himself from said
unmanagables, although my nasty Neural Networks lecturer is poised to
dump a whole load more on me, not to mention my Fuzzy Logic assignment..
> Saturday
> or at least the part I could hear over the music. The pub
> really was FAR too loud
Agreed, with apologies. It's the Saturday Night effect, I'm afraid...
the Hogshead is normally a lot quieter, as Mart, Doofie and Naomi can
confirm from the previous MancMicroMeet.
> Alex, just remember to send in the quote file.
Yep, it's half-typed now my computer's working. By the end of the w/end,
I promise!
> As it turned out the
> pub was across the road from there I'd lived during my first year of
> University, so serious nostalgia attacks ensued.
Funnily enough, Dooferlad used to inhabit Whitworth Park as well, and I
spent quite some time there myself. Strangely (cue X-Files music) I ran
into a goth from Bolton at a party in London who was elsewhere in WP
during Doofie's first year, who had keys to James' flat... odd!
> The vibrating duck was for a while in constant demand, as was
> Sarah. Unfortunately, all I got was the duck ;-)
The duck has been in greater demand... but that's another story :) As to
Sarah, I don't know if she's been in greater demand, but I can't see her
being in less... </cheesy flattery>
> I spent most of the time chatting to Pam, so if anyone could add
> any conversations they heard, here's the spot.
Erm, I foolishly got involved in conversations on Religion and Love, two
things which don't go well with lots of beer and chocolate... I probably
was very sordid at lots of people, because I normally am... and I
generally just wibbled lots.
> For a while we were visited by two vampires, which was nice.
> Big, pointy teeth, must make biting your nails a bit risky.
Ah, but I claim AFPrelevance - the female vampire (Scary Steph) is / was
an AFP lurker, who asked me about the Manc meet out of the blue, which
shocked me a little - "What, so *you*'re an AFPer too?"
> Alex managed to get a very tall skinny Goth to sit on him for a
> while, which was... erm... probably nice for him.
Yeah, that was Zesty. Haven't seen 'im for a while. For those not
attending, there was an industrial / bleepy techno crap gig up the road
at the Hop and Grape, and hence various goths and other alternative
types were wandering in and out, not to mention those on the way to the
Manchester fetish night...
> Dooferlad was a bit wary of approaching Moss Side without a few extra
> targets to draw fire, so Alex, Charles and myself escorted him and ran
> off with a bottle of vodka (It was Alex! Honest! I don't even drink
> vodka).
Tum ti tum :) Yep, I stole Tim the Rapist's vodka bottle, but he wasn't
worried about it...
> We attempted to rendezvous with the others, using the very
> detailed guide of 'That big white Indian restaurant, something like
> Shere Khan'. Somehow, this worked.
Yep, the curry wasn't bad, tho' to be honest I've had better in
Rusholme... perhaps we'll try somewhere different next time!
> We decided to head over to Stu's house to see what sort of dent we
> could put into his wine supply.
And we were promptly dogged at by Cassie and covered in hair!
> everyone but me and Stu caught a taxi to Mary's and Stu went to sleep
Leaving me, Leon, Cookie and Mary to suffer the insane, lauging Taxi
> Sunday:
> In fact a very nice pub dinner. Very nice pub. very nice dinner.
> More alcohol and chatting ensued, and a horse wearing fishnets
> walked past the window which diverted us from both for a while.
Yes, the horse was an odd distraction! The pub *was* very nice tho',
it's a shame that I was a little too skint to sample the fud...
> We wandered back to Mary's for a marathon Blakes7 viewing (Mary's
> husband Darren had joined in again and had every episode on video).
Hence Blake and Avon being in the quote file, taken (naturally) out of
context! It was good, because I've only seen the first half of the
(apparently) horribly edited first-four-eps-on-one-tape tape, and I
really enjoyed it - there's a new B7 convert in the house!
> We were tipsy/relaxed enough at this point so that Mary mentioned
> how she had French Maid's outfit. We were also tipsy/relaxed enough
> at this point so that Alex volunteered to model it.
Yep... given I hadn't met any of the assembled company before Saturday,
I felt that keeping my boxers on was only polite!
> Now picture five people who had never met before enjoying a game of
> Trivial Pursuit, one of us dressed on a French Maid's outfit and
> boxer shorts... it was a Kodak moment.
It certainly was, and once I've finished the quote file I'll start
scanning the photos for the website :) Stu's already sent me his, if
anyone else has ones they'd like to contribute, then mail them to me at
the usual address.
> Stu headed home and Alex led me to the bedroom...
Fnarr.
> Monday:
> Got up nice and early. Well, early.
Too early; I'm a student, damnit!
> Much thanking and hugging of Mary, and luckily
> only thanking of Darren, and off we set.
I was dropped off a short walk from my flat, got in, freshened up and
was in Uni for my 9am lecture, dazed, confused and happy :)
> There's something so much more fun about unplanned enjoyment...
Certainly is - I'd been fretting about how the AFPmeet was going to be
horribly bad and everyone would sit around not talking to each other
etc. - in the end, it turned out better than I could have hoped!
*hugs* to all who attended,
Alex
--
Diet Techno - You need it, because you beep.
(with thanks to Dooferlad)
Dragon Prince
Shim <sh...@shimgray.freeserve.co.uk> wrote in message
news:38181d5d...@news.freeserve.net...
: On Wed, 27 Oct 1999 16:30:04 -0700, Morgan Lewis <m...@efn.org>
expounded:
:
: >Andrew Nevill wrote:
:
: (...)
:
: >> What are the rules on AFPrelations.? I might ask Stu to be my
: >> AFPbrother if I'm allowed
: I'm an afpbrother, if that's any help...
:
: "AFPbrother to Brett T", readeth the .sig... hmm, he still here?
Shim: I never left:) just my nick sorta changed
Brett AKA Dragon prince
--
With the lights out its less dangerous......
ouch damn blast oops....
Slarvibarglhee the Comparatively Ancient
@harvie.freeserve.co.uk> wrote:
<loads snipped>
>Slarv..Look sorry about the whole Alan Titchmarsh thing. No one deserves
>that. Abject apologies.
Think nothing of it. I don't. Anyway, I LIKE Alan Titchmarsh. Not a
bad job, doing up people's gardens, and he has a nice one himself.
No, there are lots of other people I'd be far more offended to be
compared with.
--
Slarvibarglhee the Comparatively Ancient
Shim
<dra...@dragon-prince.co.uk> expounded:
>
>Shim <sh...@shimgray.freeserve.co.uk> wrote in message
>news:38181d5d...@news.freeserve.net...
>: On Wed, 27 Oct 1999 16:30:04 -0700, Morgan Lewis <m...@efn.org>
>expounded:
>:
>: >Andrew Nevill wrote:
>:
>: (...)
>:
>: >> What are the rules on AFPrelations.? I might ask Stu to be my
>: >> AFPbrother if I'm allowed
>:
>: I'm an afpbrother, if that's any help...
>:
>: "AFPbrother to Brett T", readeth the .sig... hmm, he still here?
>
>Shim: I never left:) just my nick sorta changed
Ah, yes, I had this feeling that was you, but I couldn't remember and I'd
look like a right pillock if I referred to you as DP and I was wrong...
-Shim.
Meg Thornton
wrote:
>All attempts to produce meaningful maps of the tangled web of
>afprelatives have so far disappeared into thin air (or at least up their
>own source pairs) as the complexities pull what started out as an
>ordinary tree structure into the branching equivalent of the Gordian
>knot..
Speaking as one of the dafter people who volunteered to do something
about this (after *one* course on relational database design - pass
the jacket with the extra-long sleeves, please) I can testify that the
afpamily doesn't so much have a tree as a vine - possibly wisteria.
--
Meg Thornton. email: mag...@megabitch.tm
The Vampire Threads document may be found at:
http://www.deity.freeserve.co.uk/deity/vampire.html
Gidjabolgo
news:382175ad...@news.lspace.org...
>
> Speaking as one of the dafter people who volunteered to do something
> about this (after *one* course on relational database design - pass
> the jacket with the extra-long sleeves, please) I can testify that the
> afpamily doesn't so much have a tree as a vine - possibly wisteria.
Just struck me that this would be best done in Prolog. Would make it quite
easy to define all the relationships - married, fianceed, sibling, harem,
queueueue and whatnot.
And no. I don't volounteer. It's been ten years since I did anything in
Prolog, I haven't got the time, I haven't got an interpretor, I have no
afprelationships (apart from having been dubbed afpangel of truth).
But as they say, use the right tool for the job. There must be some free
Prolog server kicking around, maybe even one which can be hooked up to the
web?
Gidabolgo, liking predictable things