Mistletoe and Wine - a lot of wine...

My good old RC gang held the infamous Christmas party this Tuesday, and oh, what a party =]

Not naming any names, but... two people got particularly pissed, and those who were there will know who they are!

Anyway, Judith catered for the occassion, making an amazing array of sarnies, sausage rolls, cakes, savoury scones, and even a birthday cake for Charlie, who's 70th birthday we also celebrated during the festivities; technically it was a joint bash.
Caitlind and me helped with the food too, but I suppose we provided more of the entertainment factor for Judith while she baked, rather than actually cooked something... Well, I helped with the washing up - I mean, someone had to lick the bowls clean after the cake mix was scooped out!

So the party got off to a flying start (even the Banff group brought food - it was a buffet for fifty, never mind twenty!)
Caitlind, Judith and me decorated the office with Christmas deckies supplied graciously by Yvonne, so the tables that were lined with food were soon glittering with Christmas lights and tinsel. The office even had a little Christmas tree, and to complete the festive feeling even Malcom the model skeleton had a garland of tinsel wrapped around him in a glitsey golden head-dress fashion. Oh, let's not forget Caitlind's strand of tinsel pinned across the doorway, at her height, so people had to literally limbo in to the room, which was entertaining to watch in some cases.
Ronnie supplied the wine *hint hint as to who got drunk then* and we presented Charlie with his cake, present of chocolates and a fancy watch, and hand-made RC card, courtesy of the Banff group again. I think he was chuffed, bless him.
Following this, everyone scoffed themselves and drank themselves happy before the party games commenced! We played similar games to those played at Steve's birthday party, including one which involves crawling beneath people's legs... ah, don't ask.

Towards the end of the evening, the two slightly drunker members of our team were really getting wound up in the spirit of things, especially when it came to dancing along to the odd 70's rock track (yes, I joined in with the Elvis impressions too, although you couldn't really beat Ronnie's Elvis-style howl!) We played a certain singing game and first aid picture game too. Both were ace games, but made all the more fun by the hyperactive, competitive, slurred shouts of our evening's main entertainment!

And by the end of our night, I took a moment to look round the room and realised that really it was the good old gang altogether again, having a banter and a good time. Sharing the cheer of Christmas time. Congratulating each other on the success of our first aiding year. Oh, and what a year... I'm nae gonna do a yearly sum-up just yet (not quite finished with 2008 yet) but I can't help but reflect on the times we've spent together; those long weekends of duties or training, the daily events, the Tuesday evenings filled with training and general banter...the crimbo parties...the birthday parties even...and a BBQ too...

Of course, there's something else I can't help but think about; the thing is, our RC Christmas Party of 2009 will soon be round again before we know it!