The shows on and more and more people were startin tae arrive. The usual mellee of bikers bookin in and gettin the very best of service at the kitchen in the marquee. OK it might no be the very very best but as its aw free ah canny think of anythin better.
As the bikes weren't allowed on the lawns we'd set up our wee air blower and a car battery in a wheel barrow so's folk could at least blow their airbeds up at their tents. I dont know if the idea worked or not as sometimes you had tae wander as far tae find it.
Marquee up, kitchens running, cookers cookin, boilers boilin, book in bookin in its time tae build ma ain tent. With one thing or another it only took a total of six hours from the time I unpacked it until I finally got the airbeds blown up and the five under blankets , two sleepin bags each, extra duvet for on top completed. A record I thought as it usualy takes until darkness falls.
Friday evening came and strangely we had two bands booked. Ah say strangely coz we never used to have any and we only had one booked for the Saturday. Hmmm the wrong way round me thinks.
Davey who's in our club and his mate Ian form the band I D (Ian and Davey) They started off about six oclock I think and played for hours. Ah say I think coz at first ah thought they were just warmin up but everytime ah passed the hall they were playin and folks were up jiggin. Maybe they did a warm up and got carried away but in any case they were on for hours and well enjoyed by all. Certainley warmed the punters up for a blinder of a party. Well done you two. If you'd like tae book ID get in touch with our club and we'll pass on the details.
Big thanks tae Ian and Davey who are ID
Main band on Friday was Carols favourite "FLINT". Their mix of Scottish, Irish and Yehaa certainly seems tae go down well and even a coupla numbers wi bag pipes and bohdran keepin most folks happy and bouncin aboot the dance floor.
When Flint stopped for a wee while tae catch their breath Carol did the usual wee birthday cake bit. This is a throwback to previous years when somebody always gets a cake or happy birthday sang to them. This year it was Vicky who was het on the Friday night.



Then it was back tae Flint for more hoochin and choochin and bouncin aboot.

Big thanks tae Woody and the crew who are Flint.
They also played on for a bit leavin Trogg tae finish off
The party went extremely well. Ah could tell because we were responsible for emptying the hall and nae body seemed tae want tae leave. Usually we have a wee word with Trogg and he does a couple of wind doon numbers tae try and end the evenin on a gentle note. This year folks got back oot their seats and started jiggin tae the wind doon songs.
Once the last oh the folks made their way oot it was up to the marquee tae see how well Carol was copin. Her and Dave Newman assisted by Carols son Ray and Coby jnr had it all in hand.
A wee place that ah always like is the marquee after the pubs shut. Its cozier than ootside (read warmer) where its aboot minus six degrees (centigrade that is) and theres always a great atmosphere. It takes about an hour tae dish oot the burgers, pies, sausages and eggs on rolls, even all at once if ye want, and then it settles down to the die hards who wish parties lasted for ever or at least until ye drop doon. Which is exactly what wee Alec did , ootside and landed on a tent peg. Oh he was OK but tryin tae bash a four feet long steel marquee peg into the ground with your head is never a great idea. Mr Paramedic was very concerned. No aboot Alec's heed but the fact that he couldny stand. Wrappin him up in a space blanket we let him sleep it off for a few hours in the marquee where we could keep a watchful on him and seen him OK
Well the Thistle party goes on and the stragglers seem tae drop doon aboot four AM and then we have a wee clear up and in tae oor ain tent.

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