Do you see the tumbleweeds rolling about in the field?  No you can’t – it was very hot and very little wind to blow them about –but they were there!

Frank and young Pete (from Stirling) were also there having got there very early.

They came over to us to get some shade and we found out that Pete has registered his father’s XV535 in his name. As we are an Owners Club please meet the VSOC’s youngest member.

He has joined at the age of 15. This means he will get his 10 year patch at 25 – frightening isn’t it.

Magic arrived and eventually some more Scrumpies decided that it would be a good time to roll in. However – can you see what’s wrong with the photo? Yes – there is a man missing. Where is Neil? Now we had to hear all the excuses as to why they lost him, the reasons why they left him behind, how they couldn’t go back for him. It turned into a right Carry On!

After some time the prodigal ‘Scrumpies’ son arrived.

Is that a grin on his face to show how happy he is to have arrived, or is someone in trouble.

They all started to change and Becks showed how he managed to keep cool under his leathers.

You can tell it’s a hot day as when Blacky arrived he had to get 2 cans on the go straight away.

Becks on the other had found a different way to keep cool.

A word of warning thought. If you intend to do this – take your hearing aids out first.

I said take your hearing aids out....too late.

Neil suddenly got very wet

You can see why as Becks did not make it to the portaloo in time.

Gerwyn from the Welsh arrived and put up his tent – then left – which was a mistake as someone felt that the tent needed embellishing to become a proper druid bower.

Bandit as a master carpenter was impressed.

Becks was very pleased with himself.

After a hard day's carpentry father and son went to the bar. You can tell that they are related by the bowed legs. It’s nice how little Becks looks up to his father Bandit. See, they even both have the letter B starting their names. Obviously the traits of the father rub onto the son – you learn from your elders.

Seriously – which of them has the lowest mental age?

After some time in the Club House (I was going to say Bar but that sounds so tacky) we left and met up with some of the Yorkies. You have to say that Becks does have a certain charm. As you can see from the photo – Maria’s husband may be in the background but she only has eyes for Becks,

Friday Morning.

Now, I have soap, shampoo, and deodorant (I know there is no hair on my head – it’s for the beard. If it does not get a good shampooing then I can’t do a thing with it). So – I have soap, shampoo and deodorant. The Twins however have ‘a morning regime’ and use ‘preparations’.

All of these mystic and magical items seem to be mixed and had incantations evoked on then by some tropical princess called N’ivea Formen. No wonder they are starting to look younger – the monkey glands work.

We went into Chester for the day. We went to see what was about and Becks wanted a sword!

When Blacky spotted a particular shop the historic and beautiful Chester no longer had any interest for him.

Not even the Fair Princess locked in The Tower.

Time to go back to the rally where more followers of fun had arrived.

As usual on the Friday night Scrumpies at a rally try and promote the Scrumpies Party and this rally was no exception – we came out in force.

In the Club House a good time was being had by all, however the band was a bit loud, very much a bit loud.

The frivolity reached a fever pitch. Obviously we are a close Centre but now and again inter Scrumpy bonding needs to be boosted with acts of ‘what the hell’ and ‘did he really do that’ as well as ‘what did actually happen’.

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Saturday

After the twins lengthy morning regimes off we went to Speke House.  When we got there we found that there was a country fair and vintage car show going on as well.

You could buy all sorts of interesting stuff!!!

We noticed that some of the cars were younger than some of our members.

The house did not have a straight wall in it, but lets face it we all sag after a time!

Time for the evening - but before that the Scrumpies had been out shopping. They were impressed by the way Becks kept cool under his leathers so they visited Pri-Armani and bought him another welcomed gift.

The theme was Carry On Films.

We had Carry on Cleo, Carry on Doctor, Carry on Matron and Carry on Teacher

Blacky went as Terry Scott in Carry on Up The Jungle

The disco played – we danced. The band started – we went outside. The disco played – we came back in. I feel no more needs to be said but Mike did win a strange bag in the raffle. Everyone thought it was a bum bag but with the number of straps no one could get it to fit.

The rally organisers had decided that they would get a Chubby Brown look/soundalike in to tell jokes. He was not very good and as a result there was some heckling. Well, there was a lot of heckling. Well, very very much a lot of heckling. It all came from The Twins and Kev. We left them too it and the faux Chubby Brown lasted less than 15 minutes – he had to admit defeat at the hands of the Scrumpies onslaught.

Overall a great weekend, or like some call it - a mini holiday. Good music (most of the time). The weather was dry and the tents were cool overnight. Ice meant that the drinks stayed cool as well. Best of all it was with the company of friends.

Try and make it next time.

Take care

AJ