As it turns out, pirates drink rather too much rum, get a bit bolshy and then feel a bit sorry for themselves the day after.
As a pirate vs ninja party which had been looked forward to for many many months, it was a bit of a letdown. People who hadn't even bothered to dress up were allowed in the door (if it was my party they would have been left crying on the doorstep), there were a worrying number of corsets for my liking, and not many ninjas. Ninjas mainly drink lager btw. But the costumes of my immediate group were amazing, worryingly my nearest and dearest made a fabulous ultracamp Freddie Mercury pirate and I am a bit concerned that I'm going to find him dressed up like a pirate every other day, you know, just making a cup of tea in the kitchen with his faux moustache and eye patch on. Our ninja had a great Fu Manchu moustache on (slight problem in the glue department, he had to be dissuaded from using superglue at one point - A&E anyone?) and lots of swords. Yaarrrgghhh.
On the news over the weekend they were suggesting making young offenders wear recognisable outfits - this should be changed slightly into making them wear pirate outfits. It would make people smile instead of throwing eggs or tomatoes at them (nazis anyone?) and whoever has the most inventive costume can get a few hours knocked off their time. Or perhaps a career in the theatre?
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