A thorn between two roses, to be sure.

The Tim Sargent party trick yet again.

Paul Eaton starts his speech and Mad Dog wets himself as the rest remain unsuspecting.

Eaton starts to disrobe to the obvious interest of The Reverend Canon.

Eaton in his full glory. How does he fit in that cod-piece so well?

Old red eyes puts the man of god in his place.

Thompson shows that he too cuts a fine figure in a dress.

Normally, we do not like to publish nude pictures, but in Rich Pinks and Nigel Dale's case....

The unusually hirsute Thompson suckles too close friends.

Tim Sly takes the role of being Jocky's special friend a little too seriously

Tim Sargent shows his first trophy of the season. His mother would be proud!

Guess who wears the trousers out of this pair (Eaton & McDonough).

The girls win a closely contested scrum.

Referee Waddoups runs with the ball while Sly and Neal invent a new lineout jump.

The boys get their own back with a call of 'Refs ball'. (Waddoups is under the pile of red bodies.)

The Boys. Mssrs Elliott, Palmer, Neal, Sargent & Smith. Mssrs Pinks, Sly, Chronnell, Yeung, Stephens & Eaton.

The Girls Mses Griffin, Palmer, Meahan, Hague, Waddoups, Waddoups & Bott. Mses Bott, Burnard, Elliott, Sargent & Sly.

All that beer sends Stack into a pensive mood.

Paule, despite that manly chest (with some strange bits of green on it) starts his hangover early.

Banana turns cannibal at the BBQ!

Thompson celebrates his try by puking up the previous nights whiskey between the posts.

Mad-dog tenses his bowels and prepares for the lineout lift.

Andy Sullivan demonstrates his driving and handling skills.

Nick Elliott's text-book kicking technique.

A certain creep's girlfriend has a little too much to drink.

The creeps, Jocky Corbett and Gary Storer.

The singing starts up Sunshine Mountain.

Gary Storer continues the singing while Paul Thompson mimes badly.

Who is this handsome devil?

Tim Sargent starts the rubber glove blowing-up competition.

And Steve Oxberry continues only slightly hampered by Paul McLernon's udder fixation.

Tim Sargent shows what he's made off but doesn't check the whereabouts of the Tomato Sauce Bandit of old Nottigham town.

Boots strip for action at the boat race but the AEI players seem loathe to follow the lead.

Tim Sargent exacts his revenge (apologies for the poor quality of these photos).

Mad Dog wins the exhibitionist competition with Oxo coming second. The three Pauls (Eaton, Thompson and McLernon) all fail miserably.

Waddoups salmon-like leaping (again) with assistance by Tim Sargent.

Tony Chronnell makes a tackle!

Gary Storer, our dynamic scrum half, throws the ball anywhere.

A strange game of Twister

Stevie's pelvic thrust

Some manly male-bonding backs thing.

The famous AEI warm-up.
(Or is it a haka?)

Wadds and Pritch plan their injuries.

Stevie Neal's superman impression.