“SIIIIIILLLEEEENTTT NIIIIIGGGHHHT. HOOOOOOOLLLLLYYYYY NIIIIIIGGGHHHTTT.”
Picture the scene: 60 people on each side of the dance floor, some lolling about on chairs, some standing triumphantly. Suits and dresses are the attire, glasses of wine are in hand and Christmas hats sit atop heads. A bemused looking DJ watches as each group takes turns to shriek lines from a Christmas Carol at the other in a battle to be the loudest. It’s a carol sing off. Cover your ears! It must be the annual Holbein and Willis Jackson Hall Christmas Dinner!
Each year the Holiday Inn that towers over Kensington (which is less tacky than it sounds) greets a large group of students from my halls of residence, all keen to engorge themselves on as much Christmas food and wine as possible. A buffet was the order of the day. This catered perfectly for a range of needs: from those few who wished to eloquently enjoy a small plate of food to my rugby playing friend Sean who, like a good scientist, wished to investigate just how much protein and carbohydrate one can fit on a plate (he repeated this experiment several times).
Dinner was followed by games and awards. A joke telling competition was predictably varied: There were hall seniors joking about one another (what’s the difference between * hall senior name* and a brick? A brick gets laid. Ho ho ho.) that were received with good spirits and a middle finger, and one extremely long joke that had such a ridiculous punch line no-one quite realised it had hit. Awards included best dressed male/female, worst cook, messiest room… There were suitable awards for each.
After the carol singing competition ended the games (I think nothing could quite top the sheer absurdity of it) the dance floor was hit with aplomb. People drunkenly hugged at the end; one person managing to pull a small group to the floor with his overzealous cuddle. Overall a good time was had by all, and several carols were massacred.