The 11th annual Chap Olympiad tally-ho’d into town last Saturday, so I packed up a picnic hamper worthy of Howard Carter and made my way to Bedford Square to join in the jollity.
The Chap Olympiad is a riotous celebration of sporting ineptitude with praise lavished on the natty dresser above physical prowess. With events like the Corby Trouser Press Challenge and Umbrella Jousting it is the dandies, bounders and broads who revel in glory. For those of a less energetic persuasion, there is ample opportunity to eat quiche and people watch. No prizes for guessing which camp my Cuban heel was firmly placed in.
Very many congratulation to the Iron Peacock aka Artemis Scarheart aka Hutch for taking home the much deserved silver cravat.
Until next year chaps