Well, we're all getting older, so it seemed appropriate. It's time to abnnounce the date for our End Of Summer Meet (for those of you too old to remember or too ignorant to google). This is one of two meetings held at the Black Horse Inn in Derbyshire, where UKRM meet up, drink lots of booze, tell tall stories, try to pull each other's wives and girlfriends, fail miserably at all the aforementioned and then succeed only in eating plenty of Muriel's great food and keeping Derbyshire awake with world class snoring through the night. This invitation is open to all readers of ukrm and their close mates and family. As before we will enforce a strict 'No Cunts' rule so if you've got a friend who is amusing, weird, strange, has webbed fingers or two heads or are otherwise worthy of attending, by all means bring them along but leave the dickheads and twats behind please. Females with no morals and fantastic tits are more than welcome as well - whether they are related to you or not is of no interest to us just as long as they show us the goods on demand. Lurkers take note - you are more than welcome, in fact it's a great place to get an idea of who is who and what ukrm is really all about. What you read on the newsgroup is just the tip of the ukrm iceberg, so much more happens that you never hear or read about, so join us and have that experience. As in previous years camping is available at the pub in the beer garden. We've had about 25-30 tents on there in the past, with room for more, so don't think you can use the excuse of "I didn't think there'd be room" we'll soon squeeze you in. There's always camping space at Dodger's Point if you are profoundly deaf and can sleep through light earthquakes measuring up to 4.5 on the Richter Scale - just keep everything at floor level to start. For those too nesh to camp there are a number of local B+Bs that usually have space for a soon to be happy couple. ISTR Wessie and BGN always managed to find a spare twin room somewhere and always found someone willing to share the costs. A quick google will bing up names and addresses of these (the B+Bs that is, who's been the object of Wessie's and BGN's desires is of no concern of ours). People usually drift into the pub from lunchtime on Saturday and the drinking starts then. You may find some die-hards are already in position at the bar from Friday night, but only a handful are that devoted to both ukrm and alcohol. Drinking continues through the day, and for many is only interupted when chewing food in the evening. Sunday will begin with the customary slap up English Breakfast laid on by Mu again, followed by the traditional hung over CIHAGM fest, where you can do things to people's bikes you'd never do if they offered anywhere else. After that folk drift off home in dribs and drabs, depending on how long it takes to sober/wake up. It's a good weekend for thse who attend, so keep supporting it and we'll keep arranging it. So, you'll all want an address for the pub: The Black Horse Inn Hulland Ward Derbyshire DE6 3EE And you'll also be wanting to know when: Saturday 11th September 2010. THE IMPORTANT BIT (aside from the No Cunts rule) If you plan to be there I need to know so I can let Muriel know and she will cook for the correct number of attendees, so please email me with who you are, how many in your group, how many will want feeding on the Sat evening and Sun morning: DO NOT REPLY HERE TO SAY YOU'RE ATTENDING BECAUSE I WILL IGNORE IT, use the fucking email address above like everyone else manages to. See you there. -- Lozzo Versys 650 Tourer, CBR600F-W racebike in the making, TS250C, RD400F (somewhere) BMW E46 318iSE (it's a car, not one of those 2-wheeled pieces of shite they churn out)
Bollocks. I've just booked a tunnel crossing for the 11th to go and collect some out-of-date beer from Higgins.
I've never denied it! I've never done an *osm and thought I might try to attend for once but I'm on me 'olidays, see.
Or not..... Fucking inconsiderate..... making it the weekend when Brian & Valerie who run the WheelHouse B&B next door are on Holiday. Grrr.... shakes fist in imaginary direction of Lozzo .... which I think is still sort of that -> direction from where I am.
wrote: It's happened twice a year for the last decade without incident. The day you get something right, the world will wobble on its axis.