give you the opportunity for strolling down – only ten minutes’ walk to Carfax! – into the centre of our beautiful University City. For those who
prefer a little lively competition to keep them busy and amused, tournaments are arranged for anyone fancying his (her!) skills at darts, snooker, table-tennis, Scrabble, and video games.
Prizes!
5.00 p.m.
Tea and biscuits: nothing – but nothing! – else will be available. Please keep a keen edge on your appetite for . . .
7.30 p.m.
OUR GRAND FANCY DRESS DINNER PARTY.
It will be huge fun if everyone – yes, everyone! – comes to the dinner in fancy dress. But please don’t think that we shall be any less liberal with the pre-prandial
cocktails if you can’t. This year’s theme is ‘The Mystery of the East’, and for those who prefer to improvise their costumes our own Rag Bag will be available in the
games room throughout the afternoon.
10.00 p.m.
Fancy Dress Judging: Prizes!! – continuing with live Cabaret and Dancing to keep you in wonderful spirits until . . .
Midnight – 1.00 a.m.
Champagne! Auld Lang Syne! Bed!!!
WEDNESDAY
NEW YEAR’S DAY
8.30–10.30 a.m.
Continental Breakfast (quietly please, for the benefit of any of us – all of us! – with a mild hangover).
10.45 a.m.
CAR TREASURE-HUNT, with clues scattered round a care-free, car-free (as we hope) Oxford. There are plenty of simple instructions, so you’ll never get lost. Be
adventurous! And get out for a breath of fresh air! (Approximately one and a half hours to complete.) Prizes!!
1.00 p.m.
English Roast Beef Luncheon.
2.00 p.m.
TOURNAMENTS once more for those who have the stamina; and the chance of an afternoon nap for those who haven’t.
4.30 p.m.
Devonshire Cream Tea.
6.30 p.m.
Your pantomime coach awaits to take you to
Aladdin
at the Apollo Theatre.
There will be a full buffet awaiting you on your return, and you can dance away the rest of the evening at the DISCO (live music from Paper Lemon) until the energy (though not the bar!)
runs out.
THURSDAY
9.00 a.m.
Full English Breakfast – available until 10.30 a.m. The last chance to say your farewells to your old friends and your new ones, and to promise to repeat the whole
enjoyable process again next year!
Of course (it is agreed) such a prospectus would not automatically appeal to every sort and condition of humankind. Indeed, the idea of spending New Year’s Eve being
semi-forcibly cajoled into participating in a darts match, or dressing up as one of the Samurai, or even of being expected
de rigueur
to wallow in the company of their fellow men, would
drive some solid citizens into a state of semi-panic. And yet, for the past two years, many a couple had been pleasingly surprised to discover how much, after the gentlest nudge of persuasion, they
had enjoyed the group activities that the Binyons so brashly presented. Several couples were now repeating the visit for a second time; and one couple for a third – although it is only fair
to add that neither member of this unattractive duo would ever have dreamed of donning a single item of fancy dress, delighting themselves only, as they had done, in witnessing what they saw as the
rather juvenile imbecilities of their fellow guests. For the simple truth was that almost all the guests required surprisingly little, if any, persuasion to dress up for the New Year’s Eve
party – not a few of them with brilliant, if bizarre effect. And such (as we shall see) was to be the case this year, with several of the guests so subtly disguised, so cleverly bedecked in
alien clothing, that even long-standing acquaintances would have recognized them only with the greatest difficulty.
Especially the man who was to win the first prize that evening.
Yes, especially him.
C HAPTER F OUR
December 30th/31st
The feeling of sleepiness when you are not in bed, and can’t get there, is the meanest feeling in the world.
(E.W. HOWE,
Country Town Sayings
)
W HENEVER SHE FELT tired –