Stri Son Saorsa
(in a galaxy far far away.....)

The long awaited first club rally of the year eventually arrived....(a few had braved Orkney but this was the clubs first proper turnout)....and one by one we all arrived in the Sunshine to Lumsden.

In full splendour (thanks to the Leathers) our very own wookie arrived to take mums place... A few beers and a catch up at the tents before the cold convinced us it was time to try out the bar...

Chewy and the badger


Leatherettes shuned by Alfie....
The Friday night band played some songs, we did some dancing....drunk some beers and said 'aye to some pies' (trust me, you had to be there). Can't rememeber too much if truth be told, except for Leather and Mike fighting like gels.....

Bezzy Mates (but give it 10 minutes and they'll be biting and scratchin like girlies)....

Lin, Chris n Annie

Saturday was much colder and after a visit from Faz n a sore and limpin Kat, the group split into 3 to get out the cold... The Leathers visted the bright lights of Huntly. Gaz n Mo headed back for a replacement airbed (yeah yeah)...assisted by Dek n Chris who had a nasty new exhaust emergency and for a change that didnt mean dropping his bike on it...

Everyone else headed to the pub (shock) to see if Cal could hussle a few quid out of Mike at darts...

 

Mo n co...

 

Bring in the accused....

Back at the tents it was time to have a recorder recital. Gaz did a rip snortin rendition of 3 blind mice...but it was Mo that demonstrated she had the best set of lungs...hotly contested by Annie!!

Belated birthday club time....Elaina appeared with a booby cake to a chorus of happy birthdays. Mo and Annie were both delighted to receive their club gifts (thanks guys). It was now on to more official business as a serious accusation had been made....

As per club protocol a kangaroo court was hurredly arranged...we say hurredly but a pair of handcuffs, a steak mallet and a dodgy syrup all managed to materialise......before Chris bought the culprit to face his heinous crimes.....the honourable jusge Mike 'burn him, burn him' Dawson presiding....

Obviously the crimes were too hideous to mention on a family site and the names have been changed to protect the innocent (fortunately they couldn't censor the pictures)

Exhibit A
("Thank f*ck" says Annie. "I thought it was part of my club pressie")

Guilty!

The offending article was dispatched in true Phoenix fashion.....and the accused was suitably punished.....

Good on Alfie for taking everything in such fun...sorry Cal perhaps you'll get to burn your dad later in the year.....!

Back at the marquee we eagerly awaited the results of turnout and furthest travelled.... But to save Aberdeen Mag's blushes, the least said about that the better....

Sunday turned out to be a cracking morning - which made packing up to go home slightly easier.... Thanks to everyone for making it a great weekend.... Next up....Furry Boots!

Gaz stays awake till 1 shocker...