It’s nearly over. We have under two weeks until we leave Tignes, it has been our home for five months and we have loved every minute of it. The good thing about the season ending is that you don’t feel you are leaving anything amazing, the snow is melting, people are leaving and you know that in 3-4 weeks time the place will be virtually deserted, it makes returning home that bit more bearable.
It’s party time in Tignes now, with snow conditions what they are nobody is busting a gut to get up early and ski, even though the best conditions are first thing in the morning.
On Sunday Le Brasero had a Sunday roast on so the four of us joined Ollie, Katie & Ro for a sophisticated meal followed by Jack’s final gig of the season. It was carnage with everyone seemingly setting out to be as pissed as they had been all season. Jack didn’t disappoint throwing out classics such as Chesney and doing a shot between each song.
Once Jack had finished the real mayhem ensued. With it being Easter there are a lot of school trips around, especially French. We met up with a French school who all wear weird overcoats (Pezza thought they were some sort of cult). It turns out they are an engineering college and these are their customised lab coats. They are animals and we call them The French School of Drunk Engineering.
Unfortunately Stuart didn’t last the course as he ended up fairly comfortable on the stage in Brasero 
It was a great night and we ended up in Caves du Lac & Jack’s Club where Pezza & Katie were getting on well with the French School of Drunk Engineering and adopted the uniform.
The next day was one of massive collective hangovers but it was the Seasonaires Annual Football Tournament where all the bars entered teams and faced-off against each other. We managed to rock up about an hour late but just in time to see what was really going on. The Mark Warner team took the whole thing very seriously and naturally progressed to the final where they faced Jam Bar – a pisshead’s paradise. At half time the Mark Warner team were discussing tactics and taking on water whilst the Jam Bar team were being fed shots of vodka by the referee. Top stuff.
Many bars are having end of season nights of mayhem and this week was the turn of Bagus Bar on Tuesday who had their 80s night. It seemed a good idea to have Guy Wednesday on Tuesday and we were joined in the flat for dinner by Ollie, Lauren, Guy and Georgina (Mrs Guy Wednesday). We had dinner, Andy’s Fajitas, and had the Chelsea v Liverpool game on in the background. Stu came up with the rule that everytime there was a goal we’d do a shot of tequila; we were expecting a boring Chelsea 0-0 but we got a 4-4 thriller: not good for our health but great for manufacturers & distributors of tequila!
What happened next was a sequence of events that resulted in our downfall.
By the time we got to Bagus we were fairly cooked and the 80s party was in full swing and I’m fairly well in with the crowd at Bagus thanks to the radio and we are sponsoring the free music festival that is starting today, organised by the owners of Bagus. The final nail in the coffin was seeing Christian, the bar manager at Loop bar propping up the other end of the bar. Christian is the bloke largely responsible for feeding us all kinds of shots on Wednesday nights in Loop.
So, in summary, we were 8 tequilas to the good, we had an 80s party night, we were at a bar that enjoys throwing free shots at us and we were with a bloke who we wanted alco-revenge on. The result? A water fight, two hours sleep and the worst moment in radio history the following day
So, as I write the snow has started to fall which may result in a day’s skiing later in the week, but we are looking forward to the next couple of weeks of fun!
A
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