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The F V M C C story
After missing the 'P' inthepark again last year we'd made up our minds we were going come hell or high water. Friday came and it was off to work as usual (termed loosely). At four in the afternoon the boss decided on an early finish. "Nae need tae ask me twice" the jacket was on and I was off. We actually got down to the new rally site (new to us coz we missed it last year) quite late around 8:30 to be met at the book in by Al of the Talisman and Biker1 fame with Sharon, Anne and Marty. After a wee welcoming blether and the purchase of two new rally tee shirts it was off to pitch the tent.
This being done along with some quick supping of some of the CO-OPs finest brown ale, much cursing and swearing at each other as usual when building the tent then after a coupla more beers it was off to join the mayhem that is the 'P' in the park rally.
The rally site is in a field behind a truck stop with the main event taking place in the bar/function room , cafe, ootside marquee, patio and where ever folks could fit. Obviously by the time we got there everybody was well on there way to drunken oblivion, party mayhem and a great atmosphere surrounded the whole event.
Meeting up wi Billy Whizz from oor club we headed for the bar and started to get into partying. Friday nights main band was the Full Hog and were rocking the doors off the place
Billy had obviously been bevvyin from the moment he'd arrived and was well ahead of us two, however not to be outdone we were soon catching up with many more beers bought from the bar.
 Billy taking flying lessons.
After much merriment and mayhem the worst thing ever happened to me. A mega dose o the hiccups. Feck could I get rid of them. Laughing and joking only made them worse so I retired outside for a wee breath of fresh air to see if I could clear me head. It was when I was outside that I saw two strange women on hands and knees crawling across the car park towards the hall. Turns out Sue, AKA. Scooby (supposed to be marshalling) and BikerJulia from the Biker1 forum are too pished to walk and decide racing on all fours would be better. Picture opportunity and me minds been taken off the hiccups.
Back in for a wander round and some more pictures to be taken then its time for the bar to close. Being a decent crowd the Talisman MCC they had made provision for such an event and there were four gazebos built in the feild behind the book in caravan making a 20'x40' tent for after hours partying. Me an Carol, Billy some of the Sinners and a few other folk with drink to drink kept the party going. Around about 3 am it was time for us non chemicaly enhanced folk (or is that just boring auld gits) to go to bed.
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