Wies'n 2002 - 04.10.02

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So, Friday was the day for the CSC/Billing Components AG outing to Oktoberfest. Ok, it's just a CSC outing but we have inside connections. Each year CSC reserves a number of tables and each year, thanks to Julia, we buy some tickets from them. The ticket cost EUR 22.80 which gives you vouchers for 2 Maß and half a chicken. So basically you're just paying for something you'd be ordering anyway. Well, except for those who can only manage one Maß (you know who you are) and of course vegetarians. 

So, myself, Julia & Martyn got there just before 3pm and laid claim to our little reserved space. Partly to protect it from the hordes of people wandering around looking for somewhere to sit, and partly to protect it from the actual CSC people who were arriving very quickly. 

The tent was full and the rule is simple, if you're not sitting at a table, you won't be served!

The troops arrived at about 3:15 and things got nicely under way.

Petra about to deliver a killer blow.

One of the Wies'n photographers who wander around taking pictures and then come back about an hour later and sell you the snap. My usual tired joke of taking her picture and then demanding money went down in it's usual lead balloon fashion.

Would the look that the woman in green is giving this girl be considered a disapproving look?

"I'm in the tent, where are you, I can't see you".....the standard muppet phone calls at Oktoberfest.

Some of the hard working staff keeping us fed and watered during the evening.

It's that fecking Ketchup song. I think it was the "Birdie Song" guys way back who started this trend of songs with actions. Those bastards have a lot to answer for!

A romantic moment, but check out those pits. Time to buy a Bic love.

What it's all about...BEER!!!

This was Myriam biting a chaps arse through his Lederhosen. This was a result of last years biting of Myriam's arse by Martyn. For some reason she didn't return the favour to the man himself and chose this chap instead.

Re-cycling the one litre Maß glasses is a busy job.

"Butt me no Butts"...isn't that the expression?

                   
All smiles (Myriam's in a lot of these, but then she does smile a lot).....

.....except when a man has an almost empty glass.

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