I'm not sure this will really work and may run out of steam but it's an idea I had ages and ages ago on the old board. I thought the bunny had gone but last night as I couldn't sleep it came back. I have never been on any Club 18-30 type holiday myself and my knowledge is entirely gleaned from late night programmes on ITV so it may be a load of rubbish
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Maeve Bettany stepped off the plane at Palma international airport after a somewhat distressing flight. She had with her the latest Josephine M. Bettany novel to help pass the time but had been unable to concentrate due to the constant singing that seemed to come from somewhere near the back of the plane. At one point, Maeve had made the mistake from looking up from the Sudoku which she had turned to in frustration, to catch sight of wobbly, pale flesh dash past her up the aisle. Appalled, Maeve watched as the man, as indeed he seemed to be Maeve realised with embarrassment, was wrestled to the ground by the cabin crew whilst he friends cheered him on.
In the heat of Majorca, the lime green vest that Aunt Joey had knitted for her as a going away present clung uncomfortably and, thanks to the humidity, her brown hair was at least three times it's normal width. As wheeled her suitcase into the arrivals hall, she noticed a woman holding up a sign with Maeve's name written on it.
'Hiya! You must be Maeve!' A startling chirpy, if rather grating, voice hailed Maeve. 'I'm Sharon, the head rep here. The other five all arrived yesterday and are on a bit of a getting-to-know-you bender.'
Maeve was shocked into silence, these were not the clarion tones to which she had become accustomed. She had never seen or heard a woman like this before. Sharon had piles of platinum blond hair piled on top of her head in what seemed to Maeve to be a most untidy style. Her deep brown tan was set off by glossy orange lipstick and a matching orange colour on her fingernails. She was wearing a tight blue skirt, set off by a revealing orange shirt and the highest heels that Maeve had ever seen.
Sharon, however, seemed not to have noticed Maeve's stunned appearance and was able to talk with very little encouragement from Maeve.
'They'll be a briefing tomorrow morning of course before the guests arrive in the afternoon but for the rest of today, Magaluf is yours to explore. The rest of the team seem fab, you guys will have the summer of your lives. It's going to be hard work of course,' she flashed Maeve a smile revealing dazzling white teeth, 'but it will be well worth it. There's the pub crawl to look forward to, of course. And the foam party. We always like the reps to put on a bit of a show too, gives the boys an excuse to strip for us ladies!'
Sharon kept on her chatter for the whole drive to the resort while Maeve listened in growing horror. When she had declared her intention to be a tour guide, she wasn't sure this was exactly what she had in mind!
