I always though Hurling is what you do at the end of a night out not the start...

I return! After a weekend (and a bit more..) off from blogging. And I return having made a discovery.

Basically I have been away (as in away from my trusted sidekick Daisy the laptop) celebrating my birthday. First the parentals came to stay and they have a car so there was much Gower exploring to be done. And then Monday was  my 21st birthday and I went to see the Cardiff Doctor Who (maybe I'll do a Dr Who post tomorrow) exhibition with the best friend and then the evening was filled with drunken antics and discoveries and yesterday I was too hung over to blog about anything other than a desperate need for chips.

Anyway the discovery. Hurling. And no not the chucking up kind of hurling. I mean as in the crazy Irish sport. We sat in Walkabout downing large amounts of alcohol whilst watching the muted TV which made the game seem even more bizarre.

It seemed to be a mix of every sport and activity going. First of all here is the goal:

As you can see it incorporates both Rugby and Football into one set of goal posts. They seemed to score different amount of points for scoring it into either the football goal or managing to lob it over the rugby goal. It all seemed to resemble football in the fact they could kick the ball. It mirrored rugby and  sumo wrestling in the violent tackles. Hockey, tennis and baking in the bats they used:

Next to the stick you will see a picture of a wooden spatula commonly used in cooking. Notice the similarities? 

I also have a feeling there are some quidditch similarities for instance the Golden Snitch. There must have been one and they must have caught it when we weren't looking because it appeared that the team with the least points won! The scores seemed to be displayed to two decimal places so the game finished with Waterford (or Watford as we didn't find out what WAT stood for until the game ended) with 0.16 points and Clare (Clapham) with 1.13 points. Now after some deduction we decided that the points on the left hand side meant goals scored into the net and the score in the right meant goals scored in a rugby style (or indeed vice versa). You needed five football goals (or another number; five just sounded good) to get one rugby goal so therefore the score on the right was worth more hence why Watford was able to win the game despite seeming all behind like the cows tale. 

The game also ended resembling A and E after on a busy Saturday night. 

Now as for rules. Apparently there are some. But I choose to believe that once you've got past the scary pictures of the pitches and stuff all it says is there are no rules. As far as I can tell it was one big free for all using any method from any sport possible. I bet you could even get snooker and basketball in there somewhere as well. Or maybe you just need to have drunk 6 pints of Guiness to be able to understand! 

Being done and stuff

So there we go, my degree is done. Finished. Fineto. Fertig. Gorffen. (The Welsh just had to ruin the pattern!) Now what?

I think this not having to work thing might take a bit of getting used to. Just now I thought that I should be getting on with some work. And I know tomorrow I'll get up and go to start working. But fear not! I have plans (and yes blogging is one of them!)

1. Craft! I got a some fabric for 50p which is just screaming out to be made into a wallet or purse. I also have a zillion and one other things I want to do with my large bag suitcase full of crafty bits.

2. Bake. The parentals are coming to stay this weekend so I'm making lots of yummy treats to eat.

3. Drink. Drink alcohol I mean (obviously I will continue to drink non alcoholic liquids as well. Just less frequently). The end of my degree must be celebrated (this will probably after playing on the water slides on Thursday). Sunday is the society awards which leads nicely into Monday which just so happens to be my 21st Birthday which means there will be a pub crawl.

4. Doctor Who. Yup. That's what I'm doing on my birthday. I'm going to the Doctor Who exhibition in Cardiff.

5. My PS2. It's been sat sad and lonely in my drawer most of the year and deserves to be played. Besides I have to check that my Kingdom Hearts disc isn't actually broken...

6. DVDS. I have so many I want to watch. My main priority right now is watching Battlestar Galactica. I've just finished season 3 and am going to embark on season 4 this afternoon.

7. Writing. Yup I might actually produce something that isn't an essay.

8. Reading. I've been reading the same book for 2 months. I used to get through books in 2 weeks.

9. Job hunting. This should probably be top of the list! But I can't start until the end of July when I move back to Bristol and have finished being in London and graduating and stuff.

This is supposed to be a picture blog isn't it? Ok as I didn't give you one last time. Here is a meerkat. It in no way relates to my blog but it's kind of cute (if you ignore the fact him and his gang later stole my lens cap).