Tales of Mischief
Well, I suppose I could tell you about a couple of the fun things I got up to in halls of residence a few years ago. Some of this is liable to get me into a little bit of trouble, so no telling! At the start of the year, when spirits were high, myself and a few friends decided to pop up onto D-floor (I lived on C) and perform the classic "clingfilm on the loo seats" trick. As it turned out, this is not all that easy to do as the clingfilms is painfully obvious to even the casual, possibly drunken, observer. So we decided to tape back the ballcocks in all three loos, too. As a result, when someone flushed, the toilet wouldn't refill. Mission accomplished, we all went back downstairs. The following morning we heard of a slight problem with the water - a few of the sinks on B-floor were gushing water out of their overflows... Oops. Somehow, B-floor pinned the blame on us (yeah, like we flushed the toilets!) and removed the waste water hose from the back of our washing machine. Sploosh! Not bad - an official reprimand for three floors in the space of a week.
Another incident of merriment was conducted by the lad who lived next door to me - John. He got bored with eating the same old stuff for dinner every night, so decided to brighten it up a bit. He came back from the shops with a large collection of food colourings. I have a lovely photo of this with both the meal and John's cheery face present on it. Lovely. Slightly less condusive to the good will of our warden (the guy in charge of halls - well, supposedly. Anyone who knows Kevin Copeland will know what a completely lazy waste of space he is) was filling water pistols up with the stuff and running riot. Well, we did clean it up.
The other major fun incident in my first year was decorating a door. Due to a break-in over the holidays, the door of the room next to me (not John's - the other side) had a big foothole in the bottom and after much cajoling we convinced the university to get a joiner to replace it. The joiner popped round when we weren't in and wrote in red marker on the door that he would be round the following morning to replace the door. "Aha!" we thought, "if he can write on the door, why can't we?" So we did. John and I set about it with fervour, decorating both the front and back with a wide array of markers. At last, you can enjoy the pictures I took of this incident. Guess who modelled for the one on the inside!
There now follow a couple of pictures of Andy, showing off his prowess as a professional student. There is, of course, the obligatory condom-over-the-head photo. The other has a nice little tale to go with it. There was another lad on our floor, Des, who was the often the victim of some of our practical japes. If you're reading this, Des, I'm sorry! Anyway, he'd bought himself some nice new cutlery and plates and Andy took it upon himself to give Des a surprise when he woke up the following morning. 
So aided and abetted by the usual crew, he proceeded to sellotape the stuff to the ceiling. We even went as far as to stick bits of food to it, and put a newspaper to one side! The story gets better. Des, who we all thought was fast asleep, came wandering into the kitchen, bleery-eyed. Without his contact lenses or glasses, he couldn't see a thing, and proceeded to stand underneath the gravitationally inverted placement for a good few minutes. While the rest of us tried not to burst with laughter.
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Another incident of merriment was conducted by the lad who lived next door to me - John. He got bored with eating the same old stuff for dinner every night, so decided to brighten it up a bit. He came back from the shops with a large collection of food colourings. I have a lovely photo of this with both the meal and John's cheery face present on it. Lovely. Slightly less condusive to the good will of our warden (the guy in charge of halls - well, supposedly. Anyone who knows Kevin Copeland will know what a completely lazy waste of space he is) was filling water pistols up with the stuff and running riot. Well, we did clean it up.
