Stag Day 2...

Saturday on the Stag weekend was where it really started to flow as the Stag party normally does. After breakfast and the wee 25 minute jaunt down to the minibus, we headed out for the football tournament section of the Stag cup. I've not played football properly more or less since I left school but I still enjoyed it and contravertially, our team won the final even though we only came second in the league points based section.

End of the football and Brother TFP was presented with his change of clothes for the day. It consisted of what you can see here, the flashing tiara, a bright yellow leotard, tutu and luminous something tights and and mathcing leggings. The makeup was expertly applied by a couple of women in the pub afterwards who were enlisted in a vain attempt to try and ridicule or embarrass the stag although as was rightly pointed out, he seemed to be enjoying it way too much to be bothered about it in anyway. This did somewhat have the opposite affect of slightly annoying the provider of the outfit.

The pub provided the pool tournament and the party was eventually moved back up to bunkhouse to continue where poker was dominated by TFP Dad (the poker bully) and a pub quiz which although lost a few participants through a lack of focus and abundance of alchol, was re-invigorated by the with the greatest round ever compiled that went by the title "Whose Boobs?". Big shout out to Mr Deas for pub quiz duties.

I managed to pop another stag portrait after midnight so I'll just use that for tomorrow's entry.

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Notes on the Picture
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