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Many years ago, in 1993, I joined the Hiking Club at Bradford University, West Yorkshire, England. The following three years saw many trips on a Sunday out into the Dales or the Peak District, weekend trips to the Lakes or Snowdonia, and week long trips to Ireland and Scotland. The friendships forged in the furnace of lumpy hostel beds (!), real-ale-serving pubs, snowy, windy and usually wet summits and the Shabina curry house back in Bradford were to last for many years - and still last to this day.
During my final year at Uni I shared a house with Steve, Ewen and Geoff. Due to our initials the house became referred to as the Smeg House, and when we decided we needed to make sure we kept together after graduation we decided to call ourselves The Smeggies. In 1998 I bought a hardbacked A4 book from WHSmith and this was to become The Smeggie Book, a chronicle of all things Smeggie.
10 years later, and after many adventures, some of us were talking in a rain and wind swept bunkbarn at Ribblehead (in August...) and decided that as parts of the book made us double over when re-reading it, maybe an attempt could be made to blog it.
Will it translate to those who do not know us? Will a reading of the blog bring familiar memories back to those who have experienced similar things? Will the tale of Ruth's Amazing Redecorating Service at Ewen's housearming party following a little too much beer prove to be as funny to those who weren't there as it was to those who were (except Ewen)? I don't know! But here we go anyway...
I would love this blog to be interactive and welcome all comments as often as possible. I will update as often as possible and hope to be up-to-date in as short a time as possible.
See you in the hills, and the pubs...
Many years ago, in 1993, I joined the Hiking Club at Bradford University, West Yorkshire, England. The following three years saw many trips on a Sunday out into the Dales or the Peak District, weekend trips to the Lakes or Snowdonia, and week long trips to Ireland and Scotland. The friendships forged in the furnace of lumpy hostel beds (!), real-ale-serving pubs, snowy, windy and usually wet summits and the Shabina curry house back in Bradford were to last for many years - and still last to this day.
During my final year at Uni I shared a house with Steve, Ewen and Geoff. Due to our initials the house became referred to as the Smeg House, and when we decided we needed to make sure we kept together after graduation we decided to call ourselves The Smeggies. In 1998 I bought a hardbacked A4 book from WHSmith and this was to become The Smeggie Book, a chronicle of all things Smeggie.
10 years later, and after many adventures, some of us were talking in a rain and wind swept bunkbarn at Ribblehead (in August...) and decided that as parts of the book made us double over when re-reading it, maybe an attempt could be made to blog it.
Will it translate to those who do not know us? Will a reading of the blog bring familiar memories back to those who have experienced similar things? Will the tale of Ruth's Amazing Redecorating Service at Ewen's housearming party following a little too much beer prove to be as funny to those who weren't there as it was to those who were (except Ewen)? I don't know! But here we go anyway...
I would love this blog to be interactive and welcome all comments as often as possible. I will update as often as possible and hope to be up-to-date in as short a time as possible.
See you in the hills, and the pubs...
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