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Hoggle - 3:35pm - Wednesday 20 Jan 2010

Previous Blogs

Re-read the ramblings of bunker induced cabin fever in the Shaggas weekly/bi monthly/when we can be arsed blog!

The Big Freeze is back …..

Before you all don the high vis and hit Sainsbury’s in a mad panic buying baked bean frenzy let us explain. We are not talking about the early month chilly factor that saw some of us sporting our joke crimble prezzie the Ethel Austin thermal Grundies (Who’s laughing now Mother Hobday!) Ney we are talking about the Shagga Winter price freeze! Despite the recent VAT increase we believe that you deserve continued awesome and affordable nights out for as long as possible. Therefore we will not be increasing our prices any time soon, while also ensuring that we fall in line with any new government policies (if and when they arise) and also that we encourage responsible drinking (remember a pint of posh pop is £1.60, council pop free!). Check out the multi task to the max!

Don’t worry; all this serious talk hasn’t turned us into a bunch of dullards! To the contrary dear reader, we’re still a nightclub after all and one that over the next few weeks sees Back to the Fury, Chase & Status, Old’s Cool and of course Play! Plus coming up over the term we have the return of the Super funk roller Disco! Definitely more fun on four wheels than Clarkson could ever be capable of! Shagga staff (who FYI have come back into the bosom with more excitement and speed than said presenter on a bugati test drive!) are chomping at the bit to get their fancy dress action on this Friday! So other than that, how’ve you been? Hopefully the new decade is treating you well. As we are aware it’s not been too great for some people in the world so this Friday when you’re out and about in Back to the Future Furiousness, please take a minute to chuck some change into the collection buckets for the Haiti Earth Quake appeal. You’ve seen, you’ve heard, you know!

Now you’d think given the time delay in blogging that some interesting anecdotes or stories would follow on from where we left off last year! Alas things just aren’t that interesting at the moment other than the sports centre incident which is outlined below if you want further distraction from that essay you REALLY should be doing!

Basically the Hobbers kin Brother Helen dragged me to a local sports centre to do a ‘body attack’ class, which we WRONGLY presumed would be hardcore and manly like the circuit we do. Brother Helen started to question this when he realised he was the only dude there, he questioned it more when we started off and it was incredibly similar to an aerobics class with the whole step step clap routine going on!! So after about 3 minutes of him effin n blinding (co-ordination not his strong point) and talking about bailing and going home but not actually moving (apart from to step step clap) I just bit the bullet and step step clapped my way to my kit bag and did one, with Brother Helen scampering behind me!

Would have been better had we been able to put our stuff in lockers, which just failed to work. That way we could have added a few extra step steps to the mix and slid out the door unnoticed but ney we had to step step clap to the front of the class to grab our epic amounts of stuff before we could go. Added to the fact that at the beginning when asked if there were any newbie’s our hands shot up so fast everyone looked at us there was no way we could leave discretely. Obviously there’s no implied sexism here or anything wrong with body attack, but we’ve only got two left feet between us so the humiliation of leaving was far less than staying put!

Although we may only have two left feet but at least they are in full working order unlike parental Hobbers Big Trev who slipped down an icy ravine before Christmas and is still undergoing scans on his leg, canine Hobbers Zico has also been in hospital after a stick incident caused her to slice her throat, I swear the two of them are a danger to themselves!

Anyone else looking forward to Summer?

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