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Ian and I were particularly
looking forward to this rally as it was the first one we did after returning
from Canada last year and we had an absolute blast. We set off on Friday
afternoon hoping that the bad weather would hold off until we at least
arrived in Chester. The sun was shining all the way through Yorkshire bliss!
Then we hit Saddleworth on the M62, anyone who knows this stretch of
motorway will be aware that no matter what the weather is like anywhere else
in the region it will always be pissing down here! As we pressed on we
passed a cyclist, yes that’s right a bloke on a push bike going up the hard
shoulder of the M62. We were laughing so hard we had to pull over at the
next service station. As we were standing by the scoot the same guy on the
bike approached us and asked us for directions to Bury! By this time I
couldn’t talk for laughing. We pushed on towards Chester, getting wetter by
the minute. I’m sure you can all imagine what I had to say about that! |
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15 miles from the site and the
scoot decided she didn’t want to play anymore, something wrong with the
clutch. Ian called Dave Bellis who had Cloud 9's number one Jimmy on standby
to come and get us with the van, thanks guys! However luckily Ian managed to
bodge it so we limped into the site at around 8.30 pm. Luckily the Boon’s
had already put up our tent so we headed off to the bar to seek out the
gang. It was great to catch up with people we hadn’t seen for quite a while
and meet new faces too, Dave and Mandy (aka Captain Scarlet), Spenny and
Daniel (Elton and David), Sean and Margaret, Mark B, Rob, Joey and Helen,
Sue, Pauline and Dave Bellis and the Cloud 9 gang. If I have forgotten
anybody forgive me I was ratted! After way too many beers we headed off to
bed at around 2 am only to wake people in our area by discussing the merits
of Purple Pedro! Sorry to anybody who heard us. |
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Saturday morning came and with it more rain. Joey kindly offered to fix the
Vespa for us so Ian and I headed off to his house. Thanks to Helen for the
cups of tea and the chance to get in out of the rain, I really appreciated
it! Scoot fixed and beers collected from Tesco we headed back to the site.
The 5 a side match was hilarious with most of the players blowing out their
arses after 5 minutes. The star of the show has to be Joey’s lad who made
them all look like the fat old bastards they really are. |
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Ann and Bootie and Simon Cuerden arrived so it was nice to catch up with
them. Again too many beers were drunk and Sue Boon stole some little boy’s
bike and made him cry. You wicked cow Sue! Thanks to the Cloud 9 lot, as
always their hospitality was fantastic and the company extremely enjoyable.
Lots of photos taken, lots of jokes cracked and generally just a bloody
brilliant night! Apparently the band did a blinding job however I missed
them! Nothing new there then! |
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morning I awoke after around 3 hours sleep to find Simon Cuerden dry humping
my husband and shouting “sasquatch”. Bizarre and something that could only
ever happen when the AFSC
get together! We all headed off for breakfast at a local Little Thief and
went our separate ways at around 11.30 am. |
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Thanks
to Joey and the Northern Aces, you did a superb job again lads and I look
forward to next year.
I had a great time with you lot again and it was nice to see faces old and
new! Roll on the next one!
Lisa Botham
AFSC
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