Gah, I need to write down what happens more.

[chess]

Once upon a time, there was a Del (painispretty). And there was a Katy (foreverdirt). And, after the Del had woken the Katy at 8:15am, they walked all the way to Churchill College to see a Chessypig (chess). However, the night before that, there had been an Echoes Interlude, and hence the Chessypig was currently asleep in Arbury.

And so, when there was a ringing from her mobile phone, and a Katy on the other end saying "We're at Churchill" sometime around 11am, the Chessypig could only reply "Uh, that's nice. I'm in Arbury. Maybe you should go stalk Ewan."

So, the Del and the Katy proceeded to stalk the Ewan (fhtagn), and the Chessypig woke Tienelle (tienelle, who the Katy had also requested to stalk) and began the slow process of Actually Waking Up Enough To Walk Back To Churchill. This was accomplished about noon, and so the Katy was duely phoned to ascertain her location, and two weary travellers set out Churchill-wards.

On arriving at Ewan's room, it appeared that the universe had not imploded, and in fact no violence of any description had occurred, which given that the room contained a Ewan and a Del was nothing short of a minor miracle. By this time it was approaching the hour to stalk Lucy (wednesdayschild) and her Mathmos Called David (one of which being uqx), so we took our leave and wandered Lucy-wards.

After a long, arduous trek through the Maze of John's and the Jungle of Trinity, spurning the short route due to the deadly 'Do Not Walk On The Grass' signs, we finally reached our goal, finding a Lucy bereft of Mathmos seated on some comfortable chairs. We swiftly arranged ourselves on the remainder, Katy locating a less comfortable but perhaps more practical chair. Lucy was presented with a Very Squee-worthy Book concerning Tolkein, which turned out to be Even Cooler than Expected when it contained a yellowing newspaper cutting from 1978 (?). A Mathmo arrived, and swiftly hid in its room, as it was loudly discussed by all parties. Food and Punting were mentioned, as were Del's Nipples. Soon enough there was a Second Mathmo (uqx), and Food was mentioned with more urgency.

Thus began the Most Inefficient Food Gathering Expedition Ever. First we lost Del. Then there was Much Faff over gathering up bags and such. Then we managed to proceed to Baker's Oven, but were waylaid by Physics Dude 1 and some other denizen of Katy's old sixth form, and hence spent some time being distracted by them. Then Del declared that she was not eating anything containing pastry, so was duely escorted to a hot-dog stall whilst Tienelle and the Chessypig spent quite a while hovering nervously around Baker's Oven attempting to work out what to eat and when to try and attract attention from the server, and then wondering where everyone else had gone.

The party were briefly reunited at the hot dog stand, where Del had acquired satisfactory food, except now Lucy and her Mathmo were missing. Swiftly locating them in Argos, fooding continued; Del made a spirited attempt to prove she wasn't a goth by trying to go stand in the sunlight, only to have it disappear as she approached - even if she doesn't shun the sunlight, the sunlight still knows enough to shun her! Lucy emerged from Argos with a Pretty Purple-and-Silver Necklace of Prettyness because the evening held the birthday party of Someone I Don't Know.

Then it was decided that not enough food had been acquired, so there was a return trip to the Baker's Oven; before this could be accomplished, though, Katy decided she had not enough cash, and hence went in search of a cash machine, accompanied by half the party. The Chessypig bought some real food (as opposed to the doughnut-with-caramel-sprinkles-and-custard that she'd had earlier - Baker's Oven in Cambridge don't do the nice finger-roll-full-of-custard that Chelmsford do, much to her disappointment). Katy was persuaded to buy some food even though she wasn't hungry on the grounds that as soon as we got in a punt she would be.

The extortionate price of drinks at Baker's Oven was noted, and so an expedition was proposed to M&S in order to acquire water, but meanwhile there were several supplementary trips between Baker's Oven and the cash machine. At last we managed to gather ourselves up, stop drooling over the hair and/or trousers of passing goths, dodge the 'Alternative Clothing Sale' flyerer, and head to the entrance of M&S which was diametrically opposed to the place containing water.

At this point the party was split again; the most dehyrdrated ploughed ahead and acquired water, whilst others wrestled Del away from the wine aisle and located some cream in order to have with strawberries, and others went to acquire strawberries and punt deposit. After much standing around in the Blazing Heat of the Sun and wondering where everyone else was, we regrouped, decided that was the Least Efficient Food-Gathering Mission Ever, and retreated to the Room of the Davids, although I almost managed to get myself thoroughly lost in the Jungle of Trinity.

After regrouping, organising water and generally letting much faff occur, we set out towards the Trinity Punts. It appeared that everyone else in a five-mile radius had the same idea; also, seven of the punts were being painted. We stood in line behind twenty thousand Japanese tourists for a minute or so, while trying to decide if we knew anyone from John's, who always have spare punts. Of course we did - Stuart Fraser (ilanin). Not knowing his mobile number, we determinedly called Edith (edith_the_hutt), who was busy being Ill With The Lergy and hence not enjoying the beautiful sunshine. We failed to persuade him to come punting, but we managed to extract Stuart's phone number, so I called him (due to Tienelle being scared of him) and asked him if he would like to come punting, and provide the punt...

After a swift success, due mostly to the power of Work Avoidance, we headed Johns-wards; on the way there was suddenly a Marika, who informed us that the Johns punts were probably not actually out yet, but to have a nice day anyhow. Then there suddenly was not a Marika any more, and catching up with the rest of the party was achieved by Scaring The Living Daylights Out Of Lucy, who does actually scream when pounced.

Standing on a bridge in Johns, we were informed via phone that there were indeed no Johns punts either, so we invited Stuart to come and eat strawberries and cream with us anyway, although only Lucy actually knew where we were. There was much discussion on the subjects of there being nowhere to sit, there being no shade, and who Stuart was anyway, and we had just decided on a description of 'fluffy' when Stuart arrived, to much admiration by the Katy and the Del of how straight his parting was. (I'm sure parting should be spelt different somehow because in my head it is said kind of 'partain' instead.)

Proceeding to by-the-river, we wondered if we could indeed be on the grass, and Stuart decided that we could, it being not yet Easter Term but still vaguely Easter Term-ish. There was much goose poo, and more importantly strawberries and cream and five-way punt collisions. We repeatedly mourned not having brought enough weaponary from Oblivion, so there was some impromptu stick-fighting.

There was a punt we dubbed the Ferry of the Styx on account of it being full of dead people, or people that were giving no indication of being alive anyhow, and we attempted to send Del off to it (by removing her glasses and placing pennies on her eyes) and later sent Tienelle off to it (by similar means, but killing him with sticks first). He seemed fairly undaunted by this whilst subsequantly demonstrating kick-ass-u techniques of randomly rolling around, due to other people doing cartwheels and head-over-heels-s. While he was dead, Katy stole his boots, but despite encouragements no other Morrowind-like actions were performed. Del made the mistake of letting us catch a glimpse of her tattoos, which led to her being half-undressed on the spot so we could see the rest of her illustrated back.

Eventually all the strawberries and cream were gone and the Lucy had to get back to her David and everyone was a bit stunned by how much sunlight we'd absorbed, so we packed up and shipped out to my room, on the grounds of it being the closest room with a computer on which to play DVDs. Stuart attempted to escape, but it didn't take much of a cry of 'you get his legs, I'll get his arms' to convince him to come along. No DVDs were played, but many cuddly toys were thrown around and much randomness was had by all. Eventually it was time for Katy and Del to go; in the process a Matthew (mdavison) showed up, so then we all left Hall-wards, apart from Del and Katy, who left Lucy-wards.

There was almost food in Hall, although it was a bit garlicy and hence not particuarly good for me, and then Stuart really did escape; mdavison and Tienelle followed me back to my room, and there was fiddling with my poor broken line-out, but it apepars I will just have to torture any visitors with Really Low-Quality Music (as my internal speakers work just fine for me, but I'm tone-deaf) as it actually is very broken indeed. Then I summarily threw them both out so I could get some sleep, in order that I would have a morning, which I just spent writing this entry. Isn't LJ great?