Ping members of The BMW Club

Posted my renewal membership off first week in December, cheque has
not been cashed and no magazine. Anybody else had a problem or do I
have to suspect Postman Pat of not doing his job? I belong to the
Western section.

 

It's probably broken down.

 

So, it's all quiet there?

 

I declined to renew my DD this year. Looks like the committee might be
upgrading things as they do.

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BMW club.
<shudder>

I've been to two meetings in my entire life.

 

I belonged to the Sarf Lunnon branch when I had my ShiteOldR100RS[1].
They were OK. Bob Porecha was an active member, which was handy.

I remember the Christmas Party, in some boozer on the edge of Putney
Heath, er, some time in the mid-1990s. We were all getting stuck into
the drinks and nibbles when there was a loud bang (sounded exactly
like someone dropping a bar flap) from the public bar, and screaming.
Some geezer had just been plugged with a shotgun.

The BMW chappies all peered at the writhing bloke as he leaked all
over the linoleum, said something like: "Oh dear. What a mess.
Ambulance been called? Jolly good. Well, come on, and have one of
these little cheesy things, they're delicious..." and wandered back to
the party.

Plod turned up mob-handed and we were all locked in. I phoned The
Doctor to tell her I was stuck in a pub and didn't know when I'd be
home. There was an audible sniff down the phone. "No, honest,
someone's been shot and they won't let me out." Multiple sniffs.

People carried on pouring drinks, which annoyed Plod so they closed
the bar. "Can I have a cup of coffee?" asked some wag.

We all had to give our names and addresses as possible witnesses. When
it came to my turn, Plod looked me up and down and said: "BMW club,
right?"

"Yes."

"Gawd. Black leather jacket and bike boots. I've got fifteen
descriptions of people as wearing bike jackets and boots...."

Amazingly (we heard later) the blod survived and made a perfect
recovery. Just winged. It was all to do with some argument over a
woman, apparently.