Words:
Fat Bob
Pics:
Fat Bob & Jane
After
a whole season of wet and cold rallys, I was really not lookin'
forward to this in the way that I should. After all, the way the
rest of the year had been, I was certain it was gonna be another
cold and wet rally!
Well
surprise, surprise! Left the Bronx, and it started raining, the
it started a horrible gusty wind (and this time it was not from
my bottom). But, as I approached the site, the rain went home,
and the wind eased (well a bit).
Now
I had instructions on how to find the crew: come into the field
turn left, and we are in the middle besides the second Saltire!
Rolls onto the field and see a veritable sea of Saltires, but as
luck would have it I managed to spot Puggy, standing yappin' his
arse off. Now Snake and the rest of the crew had had the ultimate
kindness... they took ma tent down to the rally on the Friday night,
and by the time I got there on Satruday, low and behold, there
was me tent! All I had to do, was set up ma kip, and pour meself
a rather large Jack and chill out.
No
sooner had me arse hit the chair and Puggy announces that he needs
to do a coffee run 
and would any one like one. Aye comes the chorus,
so off he troggs. Thinking that Puggy'll be 10 - 15 mins, I set
off to sign in, back about 20 mins later and no Puggy, have another
silly large Jack and about 20 mins after that he turns up to announce,
was anyone wanting coffee?! Off he trots and 10 mins later we have
coffee's and cakes, a rather rude Parrot, some outdoor candles
(yer arse, waste o' money that time), and policewomans hat!
So
it was going to be one of those nights... Anyway as time wears
on and you start to think about the hall so we decides we'd head
off. Puggy says "onybody seen ma keys", 15 mins later and I get
accosted by Wee John in mid search... "If you don't come and speak
to this person you are going to be in Trouble!", it clicks so off
I trip to see ma Mate Trouble, who was apprently ma wife at the
P in The Park, not that I can remember that much!
So
into the hall and all the usual silly stuff starts, managed to
catch up with and meet Big Bad Bob, Cainem, Trouble, Womble, Kim,
Trish, Rod, Sharon, etc...
More
Jack, and it was somebodies 40th, now as I couldnae see the stripper
very well, I managed to pass the camera to Snake, so the piccies
are below!
Of
course by this time, Carol, Ron, Jane and the kids have started
with the Glitter Spray, and the Bhindi's (a spot on yer foreheid).
Much hilarity and than a strange thing happened, the first half
of the bottle o' Sir Jack had obviously relaxed me, but the second
half made ma feet into "Dangerous Dancin' Boab"... Sorry to one
and all I bumped into or stepped on.
Seeing
Wee John in a minister outfit was a giggle, but not so much fun
as the S&S girls in their devil suits!!!
Loads
of fun, yappin' and drinkin and I was all puggled oot! So off tae
ma tent, accompanied for some strange reason by all the F3... unzip
tent and BALLOON CITY!!! filled tae the bloody brim! So after 10
mins oh fightin' balloons it was suddenly morning!
Thanks
to all the S&S for a great party, see you all in a field again
soon!
