Twas the night before Christmas and all through the centre;
Not a climber was stirring, not even a gymbro;
The stockings were hung by the campus board with care;
In hopes that St Nicholas would soon be there;
The climbers were nestled all snug in their beds;
While visions of sending projects danced their heads.
Tis the time for a Christmas Comp and get your festive footwear ready as we have the next Bethle Royale….
How The Pinch Stole Christmas