Right, so as you probably know, the grass in the Trinity College’s Great Court is sacred and is not to be tainted by the footprints of mere mortals i.e. you’re not to step on it. That is unless you happen to be a fellow of the college, or maybe a gardener.
However, there is one occasion that sees the exception to this rule and if you bothered to check the archives (or here if you’re lazy) then you’ll know that this momentous occasion is called the Great Court Run, 2008. And what basically happens is a race against the clock, literally. The new freshers will start running when the clock chimes at twelve o’clock and they’ll try to complete the run around the Great Court before the last chime ends.
I don’t think anybody managed to break the record this year, but still, it was a lot of fun. I was watching the race from a friend’s window, hence the angle in the following pictures. Oh, and somebody ran in a chicken suit. Like, holy crap, a CHICKEN SUIT!! If he doesn’t win the best fancy dress prize I won’t know what to say.
It’s ten minutes to twelve. Almost time.
People are starting to appear.
The serious runners take their position near the Great Gate.
The race is on. For some reason in this picture the runners look like they’re skipping.
And apparently the slowest species include a red-green caterpillar and a bunch of scientists.
Finally, it’s a bit far away but you can see Mr Chicken running. He’s the yellow blur in the centre.
Yaz.
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