. . .Bash

Dresses were torn, sweat dripped. ankles were bruised, food was eaten, drink was spilt, women were kissed, freshers were shocked—that was Freshers' Welcome.

Bods, some groaning under the satisfying diet of the Social Committee's supper (if they could get at it) and others just groaning, clung together, or if they were Freshers, shuffled aimlessly round and round the Gym.

Conversation was limited to "Are you a fresher?" "No, this is my 4th year." How fresh are you?" "Will you be fresh with me?" "Come into the cemetery, Maud." and other little niceties of polite conversation. The hall was tastefully decorated with old pieces of rope, basketball goals, Biology Society notices (hep! hep!) and a loverly stag's head. (The stag was left over from the Biology Soc. dance.)

Wound round the mike was that homme fatal, Warren Johnson, who compered the dancing(?) in his usual inimitable manner. This Freshers' dream set many little hearts adancing but Warren was too busy with the band (which incidentally included a very lush thrush) to give them his full attention.

Seen on the floor were the usual couples, plus many we haven't seen there before. Taken in all Freshers' Welcome was the usual, bash, hash or dash that we have seen in 18991900-1901, 1902 (dear Jean, we are trying to make up our 200-300 words—Doris and Heather)—1947, and now in 1948 we take this opportunity to state that if Freshers show the same fortitude as they did on the dance floor on the night of March 5th last, they will go far in their College careers.

And Dash

The evening of Tuesday, 9th March, found the Women's Hockey Club gathered to welcome new players and to introduce them to the more seasoned members.

Last year's teams grouped round their captains in each corner of the room and vied with each other in displaying their dramatic talents in acting proverbs. (Imagine the most dignified person you know rolling on the floor! Name the proverb for yourself.) Competition became noisy when each team in turn had to sing (or shout) as many nursery rhymes as could be remembered or invented. Other team games followed in quick succession as the evening became more informal and more boisterous. After being refreshed by a good supper we resorted to community singing and gossip. We feel that this year's ice was efficiently broken by this party and we would like to thank Mrs. Ilott very much for letting us hold it in her house.

And Hash

Monday, March 1st, saw a new venture launched at V.U.C. A solely Freshers' evening was organized by the Executive and Social Committee on the suggestion of the Men's Vice-President, Alec McLeod. The unfortunate Freshers were first of all subjected to short indoctrination addresses on matters of general and specific student interest by the President and the Secretary. A Weir House haka party helped matters before and after and during the speeches. Following on this was a community sing session which lasted for about half an hour. From then till midnight the Freshers danced apparently happily in the upper gym. The serving of a definitely light and certainly soft supper was the only interruption to proceedings.

The show appeared to be enjoyed by the Freshers for whom it was organized, some three hundred of them being present, some indeed out on the balcony and up the stairs. This is not a substitute for Freshers' Ball which is still being held shorn of unnecessary interruption. It enables matters of interest to Freshers but tedious to old lags to be gone over for the benefit of all concerned.