As Paul reports, the tankard has hit New York, greatest city on Earth, according to those from New York. Faris is in control of the sacred cup and he looks pretty happy about it all (Faris is on the right).
I have had a short blog holiday. It lasted about a month. And now it's done.
After gentle chiding from certain individuals, I have realised that a tankard post is long overdue. Javier (near Bilbao) currently holds the murky brown drinking pot, and I'm sure he would like to send it on. So here's the revised schedule:
Javier will send it to Ben in London
Ben will pass it to Russell, also in London
Russell will give it to Tom, who will hopefully take it out of London and balance it on his chin
Tom will send it to Rich in Belfast
Rich will send it to Margot Matilda Evans
Margot Matilda Evans will post it to Nicholai (Copenhagen)
Nicholai then sends it to Brett in Vancouver (now it's getting exciting)
Brett sends it to Lauren in Chicago
Lauren meets up with Clay Parker Jones, also in Chicago, to pass on the tankard
Clay will send it to Kate in San Diego
And that's as far as we've got. We still need to figure out a way to get it to our ultimate destination, which is Nigeria. But I'm sure it won't mind having a bit of a wander around Europe and North America in the mean time.
If I've forgotten anyone, or if you fancy a go and aren't on the list, let me know.
Javier and Ben - get cracking.
And Steve in Nigeria, if you're out there, we need you.
Paul receives the tankard from Hoshinosan - a challenge is born
Paul is the owner of the tankard and thinks it's time for a review of our aims and methods. I agree.
For those who don't remember, the tankard was given to Paul as a present. I said that I quite fancied a go on it, and reckoned that we could keep sending it on to people who were interested in spending some time with this strangely alluring boozing cup. And thus was born the Great Tankard Challenge.
So we found some people who volunteered to receive the tankard, in this order:
And that's as far as we've got. The following are still scheduled to take receipt of the tankard:
Are you four still up for it?
And does anyone else fancy a go? You might want to show the tankard the sights and sounds of your hometown. If you do, form an orderly queue and post a comment. The committee will assess each application on its merits.
Photo stolen from Javier's blog
This is the first time I have used a Spanish headline on this blog. A momentous occasion, I'm sure you'll agree. Anyway, I stole it from Javier's post on the great tankard challenge. Javier has had the precious vessel in his possession for a week or so now, and now he tells the tale, first in Spanish and then translated into English.
It's a bit more poetic than the usual tankard chat:
"Everybody will have heard stories about bottles thrown to the sea with a message inside, bottles which have remained on the sea many years leading by seacurrents to get their place or until destiny has wanted them to get that place. Or about that shipment of rubber ducks which remained adrift after the container that transported them broke out, until they invaded the Scottish shores."
Read it all here.
Here's a picture of the tankard with Javier at the Guggenheim in Bilbao. Javier says that he'll be posting news of the tankard's time in Spain soon.
We're going to reach a point soon where that oversized brown mug is better travelled than me.
The tankard is in Spain. To be more specific, I think it's in Barakaldo. Javier sent over a couple of pictures and had this to say...
Hello Dan.
Mr Tankard is in Spain. This weekend I'll take it to the city and take some photos. I'm afraid the tankard is suffer the actions of travel around Europe, like you can see in the pictures attached. There is a big fissure crossing the tankard. I hope the cup return to London in only one piece.
J
I'll post more here when I get details from Javier, who works at this nice looking design agency.
*** Update - here's a picture of the fissure that Javier mentions. Worrying.***
Seasonal pictures of the tankard in the snow. More at Marcus's blog.
My German is appalling. Only did it for two years with a bloke called Mr Pucci as a teacher. He was good but I was rubbish. That's my way of apologising for the no doubt garbled German grammar in the headline.
Anyway, enough about me, and more about the tankard. It's now in Munich. Marcus has control of the chalice and will no doubt be singing that Tannenbaum song to it during the Christmas period.
Good luck Marcus.
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