Llandaff echoes to the sound of rhymic grunting...

Once again last night the fantastic four grunted and wailed their way down a 500m piece into the club... I can only imagine what the 4-5 crews stood on the landing stage made of the sight and the sounds!!

As soon as we got off the river the LLandaff reporter (oops, sorry Llandaff webmaster) caught up with us to get our name and mentioned P&C appearing on their website!!! - I'm hoping sound clips are beyond their technology ;o)

We head into the weekends training (with our senior 3 lady coxswain / coach - bring diary milk bars one and all!!) with a potential seat swop, the strokeside two-some are dosee-doe'ing (spelling?)... which puts Steve in Stroke and Tom in the engine room with the hapless Hollins (he of "come on Hollins" fame)... will remain to be seen if Steve can row, stroke, listen to the cox and still manage to scream his lungs up!?!?!..... personally I can't wait for my first "come on Hollins" from Tom and us engine room grafters giving our new stroke man the rush/hurry up when the engine 'gets a slidin'.

Its all flaming good fun... though it has to be said the first man in lyrca still has to get the beers in ;o) T-shirts with names on anyone?? While the cox is away the kids will play, hahaha!!!!