After of discussions of cabaret had come to
an end, members proceeded to the bowling lanes to show off their skills…. With
bowling shoes at the ready and everyone being their usual competitive self, the
club set to work with their finest bowling skills. Questionable bowling techniques
from members including Amy Trehane and Thomas Merritt lead many wondering how
on earth the lanes were not left with severe dents. But bowling pro Matt Coles lead the way, managing a staggering 154! As the night progressed some member’s concentration wondered
as talks of a very excitable, but somewhat farfetched Emmerdale took over.
Resulting in many watching the events unfold on the laptop that happened to be brought
along. After bowling had come to an end (and Emmerdale) members then proceeded
towards the dodgems! As usual the dodgems showcased the questionable driving capabilities
of the club and how much we all love crashing into each other. Finishing the
eventful evening battered and bruised!
Saturday, 19 October 2013
Sunday, 13 October 2013
Launceston Carnival
A.G.M
Another year, another committee and what a terrific one it is this year. Our A.G.M was held at the White hart Hotel on Thursday 10th October. With our old committee standing down our new committee consists of:
President: Mr Winston Davey
Vice President: Mr John Whale
Club leader: Miss Alison Jones
Asst. Club Leaders: Mr Richard Gribble and Mr Simon Burden
Chairman: Miss Claire Butter
Secretary: Miss Abigail Cornelius
Treasurer: Mr Richard Stanbury
Asst. Treasurer: Mr Sam Northey
Social Secretaries: Mr Dan Jasper and Miss Amy Trehane
Programme Secretary: Miss Jess Brookham
Skills for Life Secretary: Mr Luke Uglow
Supporters Club Rep: Miss Heather Stanbury
Sports Secretaries: Boys – Mr Thomas Merritt Girls – Miss Becky Walters
Press and Publicity: Miss Avril Trehane
GP Committee Rep: Mr Nathan Dinnis
Trustees: Mr Michael Screech, Miss Alison Jones, Miss Claire Butter, Mr Richard Stanbury.
Club Management Committee: Mr Dan Uglow, Mr Nathaniel Thomas, Mr Sam Gubbin, Miss Stephanie Cornelius, Miss Emily Brookham, Mrs Charlotte Batten.
Advisory Committee: Retire in 2014 – Mr Roger Harris, Mrs Lisa Southard, Mr Simon Burden
Tuesday, 10 September 2013
The late summer rap for the Lanson massive
Swimming with the fishes
number one on list of wishes,
chilling with the haddock,
basking in the breakers.
Man splash, head bash, gate crash this beach do
Tides out, time to shout, climb out of your wet suit.
Turn up the heat Ali 'G'
burgers and beef with the flambé,
Turn up the gas, turn it to the max
HP baby, chilli for the Daddies
Tighten apron strings, bring all the things,
together create this Bee Bee Que.
Shernick, the place to pick
the strands of thought from the Braymeister
drag those answers, extract the observations,
from the chap they call 'shag'.
Centrifugal cows, browse, spaciously housed,
silage and concrete, aromas of enterprise,
planned and considered,
pasty, cream tea and prawn cocktail crisp,
washed down with tins of fizz.
Prep, prep, prep make the marque flavoured step,
towards the high-class platter of entries that fill the rows of benches.
Inflate the tent with plenty of items
matchstick figures, splitting the atom
make that model dude surf on the square foot of turf,
photograph that new-born without a trace of forlorn,
final flourish to the cubicle entry, prize winning or not that's as maybe.
Harlequins, bright shiny things,
exchanging shoes for dappers red and blue,
Super Chris with your own bagged ball, is this just for show?
good heavens who knows.
Take time, aim and line,
make the bowl with swift smooth throw
look to the screen to see where you've been,
as the faces of those with the lowest score close,
their eyes in time for the pins to re-aline.
Sexual health, mountain of wealth
with the knowledge of an orange.
Ed said, look after your plumbs and melons
check those bits and pieces, regularly was his thesis.
A work of art Mr Hart, 'don't fart
about just listen, hear my out.
While I talk of the birds and the bees'.
Quivering bloke with a fondue set, bananas or prunes place your bets.
prancing about in the car park with that Hdi, Gti, ain't looking so clever with an Sti.
like the song goes 'express yourself', protect yourself whilst going about exposing yourself.
remember that jam roly-poly, not all confectionary is marzipan and pastry.
Massive
number one on list of wishes,
chilling with the haddock,
basking in the breakers.
Man splash, head bash, gate crash this beach do
Tides out, time to shout, climb out of your wet suit.
Turn up the heat Ali 'G'
burgers and beef with the flambé,
Turn up the gas, turn it to the max
HP baby, chilli for the Daddies
Tighten apron strings, bring all the things,
together create this Bee Bee Que.
Shernick, the place to pick
the strands of thought from the Braymeister
drag those answers, extract the observations,
from the chap they call 'shag'.
Centrifugal cows, browse, spaciously housed,
silage and concrete, aromas of enterprise,
planned and considered,
pasty, cream tea and prawn cocktail crisp,
washed down with tins of fizz.
Prep, prep, prep make the marque flavoured step,
towards the high-class platter of entries that fill the rows of benches.
Inflate the tent with plenty of items
matchstick figures, splitting the atom
make that model dude surf on the square foot of turf,
photograph that new-born without a trace of forlorn,
final flourish to the cubicle entry, prize winning or not that's as maybe.
Harlequins, bright shiny things,
exchanging shoes for dappers red and blue,
Super Chris with your own bagged ball, is this just for show?
good heavens who knows.
Take time, aim and line,
make the bowl with swift smooth throw
look to the screen to see where you've been,
as the faces of those with the lowest score close,
their eyes in time for the pins to re-aline.
Sexual health, mountain of wealth
with the knowledge of an orange.
Ed said, look after your plumbs and melons
check those bits and pieces, regularly was his thesis.
A work of art Mr Hart, 'don't fart
about just listen, hear my out.
While I talk of the birds and the bees'.
Quivering bloke with a fondue set, bananas or prunes place your bets.
prancing about in the car park with that Hdi, Gti, ain't looking so clever with an Sti.
like the song goes 'express yourself', protect yourself whilst going about exposing yourself.
remember that jam roly-poly, not all confectionary is marzipan and pastry.
Massive
Sunday, 7 July 2013
June
6th Royal Cornwall Show, the theme for this year’s
cubicle was Great British Events, and ours ‘Cheese Rolling’. With the previous
few weeks spent preparing the cubicle everything was in place for the first day
on Thursday, the judges placed our cubicle in 14th place. St Buryan
came first with Glastonbury as their theme.
With other entries including flower arranging and a 007 sign out of
recycled materials, plus the stock judging and entertainment in the afternoon
overall Launceston gained the most points throughout the show.
13th Car Treasure hunt, several car loads met at
The Wilsey Down to be given the clues to find their way round Tresmeer,
Egloskerry and Canworthy Water to end up back at The Wilsey. Along the way
there was the challenge to find the biggest stone and best bunch of flowers.
After Matt and Dan carried in their boulder Nick was laughed out the
establishment when he walked in with his pips and bouquet.
20th After a few weeks of not having a business
meeting Sadie decided to put her foot down, so tonight we met in The White Hart
to run through the events of the last few meetings .
27th Talk by Josh, (an Australian) Josh is from a
farming area in South Western Australia known as the wheat belt. At the moment its winter and the ground is bare,
with only 8 inches of rain per year it’s quite something that anything grows at
all. In 2010 the wheat yield was just 0.2 tonnes per hectare; this is like a
bag of sugar every 50 square metres. Because this part of Australia is so sparsely
populated to find any ‘night life’ Josh has to travel a fair way to see people
of his own age, sometimes they meet and go to the beach or have a barbeque and watch
the Rugby. When the rugby is on these Australians
like to dress as kangaroos, and swig from cans of Fosters to amuse themselves
as the scoreboard tallies against their favour. A common pastime after most
games; and when filled with enough
Fosters and barbeque sauce, these people take to placing bets on who can chase
the dingo for the longest. Josh told us
of the numerous times that he has narrowly escaped from the teeth of these aggressive
blighters, and also showed the bite marks from the times he didn’t.
Best of British Ball
Saturday 3rd August at Brendon Barton Farm
Tickets £22.50 To Book Telephone 07773898609
Tickets £22.50 To Book Telephone 07773898609
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