Happy rugby fans.
Posted: 11 Feb 2018 10:01
Hi,
My first business outing of the year was on the evening of the first England Rugby match of this year's Six Nations' Championship series. As I arrived at my room a couple emerged from the room next door. She looked at me towing my suitcase and fiddling with the room key and said "better get a move on mate, the game's about to start," I replied "Ah, no worries, I'll be down in a few minutes" and smiled as they hurried down to the bar.
Now, I'm not a big rugby fan but I generally do watch the big games on the TV. These two on the other hand were clearly big followers. Both were dressed in club rugby shirts and jeans, both in their early thirties, he looked a lot like Mark Tindall, shaven head, lots of muscle, while she looked very much like a slimmer version of Gillian Taylforth, the actress. Those of you who are familiar with rugby shirts will know that the collars open very low and this lady had hers fully open, revealing a very impressive set of firm cleavage.
When I got downstairs the bar was crowded with a group of fans standing around one of the biggest wall mounted TVs I've ever seen. My neighbours were in the middle of the group, both clutching pint glasses. I needed to eat so I sat down at the back of the room and ordered food. She was really into the game, shouting at the screen when England attacked and jumping up and down when they scored. They were quite a rowdy crowd, becoming increasingly drunken as the match progressed, but they were also very happy, with good natured banter between the two sets of fans. When I'd finished my meal I went over and joined them. Strangers in a bar with a common interest become immediate friends, so it was a great evening all round.
Anyway, having told you about my evening, we'll get on with the reason we're all here, which is that I had a couple of fit, happy, slightly inebriated next door neighbours whose team had just won the big game! So as soon as the match had finished I headed back upstairs to get things set up. The recordings here were made using a combination of USBs and my trusty old through-the-wall microphone. The TTL doesn't produce as good quality sounds as the USBs but has the advantage that I can listen in real-time via headphones.
It wasn't an entirely perfect evening though. After their first session I switched USBs at about 11.15 pm. But the second one was found by somebody and had gone when I went to retrieve it. So all the follow-on sessions were caught by the TTL which I left running all night. I fell asleep at around 1.00 am so I didn't hear their middle of the night action, but I was awake again in time to hear their wake-up action the next morning.
L.
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My first business outing of the year was on the evening of the first England Rugby match of this year's Six Nations' Championship series. As I arrived at my room a couple emerged from the room next door. She looked at me towing my suitcase and fiddling with the room key and said "better get a move on mate, the game's about to start," I replied "Ah, no worries, I'll be down in a few minutes" and smiled as they hurried down to the bar.
Now, I'm not a big rugby fan but I generally do watch the big games on the TV. These two on the other hand were clearly big followers. Both were dressed in club rugby shirts and jeans, both in their early thirties, he looked a lot like Mark Tindall, shaven head, lots of muscle, while she looked very much like a slimmer version of Gillian Taylforth, the actress. Those of you who are familiar with rugby shirts will know that the collars open very low and this lady had hers fully open, revealing a very impressive set of firm cleavage.
When I got downstairs the bar was crowded with a group of fans standing around one of the biggest wall mounted TVs I've ever seen. My neighbours were in the middle of the group, both clutching pint glasses. I needed to eat so I sat down at the back of the room and ordered food. She was really into the game, shouting at the screen when England attacked and jumping up and down when they scored. They were quite a rowdy crowd, becoming increasingly drunken as the match progressed, but they were also very happy, with good natured banter between the two sets of fans. When I'd finished my meal I went over and joined them. Strangers in a bar with a common interest become immediate friends, so it was a great evening all round.
Anyway, having told you about my evening, we'll get on with the reason we're all here, which is that I had a couple of fit, happy, slightly inebriated next door neighbours whose team had just won the big game! So as soon as the match had finished I headed back upstairs to get things set up. The recordings here were made using a combination of USBs and my trusty old through-the-wall microphone. The TTL doesn't produce as good quality sounds as the USBs but has the advantage that I can listen in real-time via headphones.
It wasn't an entirely perfect evening though. After their first session I switched USBs at about 11.15 pm. But the second one was found by somebody and had gone when I went to retrieve it. So all the follow-on sessions were caught by the TTL which I left running all night. I fell asleep at around 1.00 am so I didn't hear their middle of the night action, but I was awake again in time to hear their wake-up action the next morning.
L.
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