It's About Time...

I though that, seeing as I talk about them so much in this, I should tell you a little about the people in my unit, the people I will be sharing the most amazing experience with. Here is just a little peak at some of the members of Spitfire...

Kirsty: I've known her one of the longest as she went to the selection day with me. One of the original members of Sporkism, though, if I can remember, she actually set up the Anti-Sporkism group... Oh well. She may be short (and short's a GOOD thing) but she has a massive personality, and is one of my best friends at Jambo, as well as being owner of Percy the Dinosaur (more on him later!).

Hayley: I first spoke to Hayley because we have the same initials, which means we stood together in a line when picking teams. She's very bubbly and bright, and will always bring a smile to your face. I haven't seen her for a while because she hasn't been in a patrol of mine for ages!

Adam: He's my Twin. I can't exactly remember where that came from, but I'm sure as soon as he reads this he wont hesitate to remind me. He WAS an original member of Sporkism, he once ran into a rope, causing a rather large gateway to collapse, he does a great Irish accent, and he's a pretty awesome person. 

Kay: Kay is, well, a babe. She is a really cool person, has a great taste in music, and is incredibly funny person. She's an awesome person to talk to, and although I haven't known her very closely that long, she's one of my bestest friends there. She shares my passion for crazy piano playing and awesome hats. 

Mike: Mike MAAANNN, as he is commonly known. Mental, he is, but in a good way. Always cracking jokes, never knows when to shut up, which means he's still talking when we have all gone quiet, which keeps the atmosphere up. Him and Kay are the cutest thing... well... ever.

Jack: The little, crazy one. Never stops talking about diving, his passion. A little random sometimes, but that's awesome. Starts off the best conversations. He ALSO never stops talking. Always running around, never fails to make you laugh, even if it is AT him not with him. But we know he doesn't mind. 

Georgia: The REALLY crazy one. Seems to have an addiction to sugar. Never give it to her though, she'll be bouncing off the walls for hours. Her, well, bouncing personality makes her a joy to be around because it seems to rub off on everyone else. She's also very good at making tea.

That's just a few of the 36 people going, I will give you some info on the others a little later.

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Perhaps Paradise Park wasn't quite right.

February 13th marked yet another Jambo meet up, this time in the familiar settings of Danemead. We had been there once before for our back to basics camp, but this time we would be walking from Danemead to Great Amwell, about four hours away.

Now, what with us being teenagers, and it being very early on a Sunday morning (well I say early, it was about half nine), we were all pretty tired, and cold. Luckily, we set off very quickly with out any time to think about how cold of tired we were. We were in the patrols that we have been in for the last couple of meetings, and we are beginning to think that these could be our patrols for the Jamboree. Which would be great because my patrol is pretty awesome. Anyway, we set off walking at a good pace. One of our patrol members seemed to know the woods quite well, so we were thinking, yeah, we are going to make this in good time! We had a pretty fast group, chatting, listening to reggae, laughing but walking steadily.

Unfortunately, maybe it was our lack of knowledge of how to read a map, which is unlikely, or our reliance on the person who knew the woods, which is unlikely, or even some dark wizard leading us astray, which is most likely, we, um, got lost. Quite badly. We had ended up walking in quite a large circle for about two hours, and ended up at Paradise Park, a nature reserve about a hundred meters from where we started. And yeah, we felt pretty stupid. Luckily, we have such wonderful leaders that told us to go back to the car park where we started, and take a shorter route to the lunch spot. When we arrived we got a fair few laughs and teases, mostly because we had turned up 45 minutes late, but after eating a surprisingly amazing lunch, we were up on our feet and raring to go again.

Despite our major deviation from the route the first time, and major lateness, we ended up turning up at the finish point at the same time as everyone else. It MUST have been our immense walking skills, and one of our leaders promises he didn't change our route to a shorter one. After a bit of relaxing, some washing up and some hot squash, we tidied up, sorted out some badges and then packed off home. Much to the delight, I'm sure, of my parents, I turned up on the doorstep very muddy, very messy and very happy.


All in all, a very nice day, thank you guys!



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