[Opperioav]

Me: This is not the kendo club I created
Gibbo: Oh yes it is...

And then the surviving seniors of UCL Kendo Club proceeded to get down on the pavement in seiza, scream out 'shomen ni rei!' at the top of our lungs and do a seated bow to a poster for a west end musical and down our tequilas...

I'm drunk enough to post this now, however by tomorrow I'll get about 30 emails telling me to take this stuff down, which is probably the best thing to do, so enjoy it while you can KWF!

UCL's last practice was this wednesday, so our end of year dinner was tonight. Let me introduce you all to our sensei, El Gibbo, The Great I Am.

Our social officer, Anthony or SkyPirate Frank, getting down with some squid in his mouth.

Alfred 'nampa machinegun' Ding, showin us how its done at da club.

Joe Tsoi, or Frame, our treasurer, with his tongue out, the funkiest chinaman to ever set foot in a kendo club.

The most sobre person in our group, who got us into the club later on, my number one favourite sempai, the guy on the right.

And this is our story.

A year ago this club was an idea in my head. Now its become something above and beyond my control. Its sentient. It has its own traditions and customs that will survive beyond me. Welcome to the most arrogant, loud mouth, worst behaved, menace to society (but ichiban jouzuna nampashi) kendo club on earth.

Tonight we raised hell, and everyone in central london who's sobre enough and remember it will think to themselves 'those guys were screaming 'YuuuuShiiiiiEruuuuuu Kendo Kurabu Desuyo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!' I wonder what that was all about?'

So we started at Oxford Circus, then headed to a fantastic japanese restaurant in central london, where we're (probably) never allowed to eat again. The place was called 'Donzoko' i.e. bottom of the bottle. Sake and sushi was the order of the day, though most of our cash went on shouchu. Half a bottle of which was topped off by sensei.

And of course, how could I forget the oldest, funniest, most badass beginner, well screw that now, senior at UCL, Richard aka Lionel Joseph.

Not to mention the most laid back chilled out dude Boris, and his friend that complains about almost anything... PHIL!

Before we left donzoko, our treasurer was drunk enough to decide that it was a good idea to french kiss Phil.

So anyway, we left donzoko... ok hold on, how could I forget the dynamic duo. Pure Dark Side evil university kendo flows from the dynamic duo that is, Aki and Hiro.

OK, so after we left donzoko was where the real fun began. The problem with us is that we drank the shouchu straight, so we became drunk, very fast. Our plan of action from there was to get to Tiger Tiger, a well known meat-mart type club where we (thought) we could pull. On the way there, we decided to:

-attack a police officer
-put some traffic cones on our heads.
-steal someones bike.

Being somewhat sobre me and Will decided to go ahead and see how we could get the group into Tiger Tiger. Turns out they have a dress code, so we scratch that and go to the pub where we left everyone else, and head off to a venue in covent garden.

To get there we had to walk through leicester square along with most of the west end. There wasn't a japanese girl that walked past that didn't get hollered after, nor a soul in the whole city who didn't know that ucl Kendo was out in force. On the way there, we decided that it would be a good idea to take one of the barriers from Leicester Square with us, as a kind of souvenir.

Will, got us into one of the sleaziest clubs I've ever been to using his jedi mind tricks. After charging into every nampa opportunity we could see, we decided to do something terribly gay when 'you spin me right round' was being played by the live band. Aki and Hiro, being the badasses they are were having none of it.

Its about that time I decided it would be a good time to head home, but, level with me here people, err, someone did end up looking like Mr.Potato-Head desune?

So yes then I came home, uploaded these pics and decided to post. KWF was there at the beginning of UCL Kendo, and now its here, at its apparent end. After phoning around there's a rumour that gibbo is dead, either that or he's passed out in a gutter somewhere. Nevertheless, thank you all, and we'll be back with further updates when we start training again in september.

GAMBARIMASU!!!!