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Thursday
afternoon and three days of hard work begins to pay off, as the
first few hundred party animals start to arrive. |
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First on the bill
was the Hicksville Bombers who got the party going with some lively
rock’n’roll and rockabilly; keeping the dancing going
through the witching hour was Rainbow Rising. |
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When the pavilion
closes, it’s all over to the marquee to carry on the party
with DJ Joe of R & B fame (he was called Joe only for the
first 2 nights – all will be revealed). |
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Friday afternoon
and its Shamus O’Blivion on the band trailer. What can I
say; they performed for a (mostly) laid back crowd, in their inimitable
style. I say mostly laid back, as we had to remove a rather large
‘stick’ from Phil of Excalibur MCC before he laid
waste to half the field. |
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And a small child
commented on Mick’s green lycra trousers by vomiting on
the head of Hoppy of the Teafolk (as it turned out, the first
of many comments on the trouser styles of the bands performing
outside). |
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Eventually the
party moved on into the pavilion and first band of the evening,
The Rooters. Dave, John, Mo and Neil have been with us a long
time, and are great supporters of the Slappers ‘n’
Trollops charity events. |
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They are also
a triffic band who always get the crowd moving. More so this year
as, and I quote from The Rooters Website, “Paul kindly let
us into the pavilion this year instead of the 2.00am stint in
the marquee.” |
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Headlining Friday
night was Mentallica, a superb band playing some great stuff by
a band called Metallica. |
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There was a spirited
rendering of the ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’ scene from Wayne’s
World involving a large part of the audience. It’s traditional
Wozwolf fare, but there are still those who stand back in amazement. |
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Anyone who managed
to crawl out of their tents Saturday morning would have been forgiven
for crawling straight back in. But there really was a giant duck
wandering around the site. |
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| Captain Douglas Duck of the Lincolnshire
& Nottinghamshire Air Ambulance went on an inspection walk,
accompanied by his ladies. |
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He was also joined by Claire and
Charlie of Mammoth RC who helped him coax half-awake bikers into
handing over their loose change. |
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At the end of the walkabout we ended
up in the stalls area, where we found the Pissed and Passed It initiating
rally virgins. I could tell they were rally virgins – their
t-shirts had ‘Rally Virgin’ in big letters. |
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| Take a club with some very experienced
rallyists; add some junior members- make them members of the Welsh
Guards and arm all and sundry with eggs and flour and honey and,
well, everything. |
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One wasn’t a rally virgin,
but it was her 21st Birthday (rubs hands with glee). |
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Cosmic Karma (okay, maybe Comic
Karma) caused Virgin Games to flow seamlessly into Silly Games,
with musical accompaniment. |
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| ‘Unforgiven’ were playing
on the trailer throughout; a good mix of R n B and Rock as a background
to Motorised Jousting and the Tug of War. |
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Exhibit A continued the musical
entertainments as various bikers in a wide range of intoxicated
states carried on being silly. |
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The singer was the unfortunate victim
of random trouser and undies theft whilst performing. |
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| He later acquired a Slappers ‘n’
Trollops t-shirt in time for some cheque presentations. |
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Slappers ‘n’ Trollops
presented £250 to the Air Ambulance & Breast Cancer. |
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Hoppy received £250 towards
a new leg and Wozwolf announced a cheque for £250 to the MAG
Farmyard Marshals Appeal (after a rabble rousing speech from Paul
about fighting for our right to party, or something). |
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| Into the Pavilion and it’s
Men In Frocks playing up a storm. |
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Brilliant trophies presented to
people, for Long Distance and club turnout and stuff. Unfortunately
nobody noted the names of the recipients. |
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There followed eating and drinking
of vile concoctions, and to judge by at least one face, it was really
vile. |
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| Next up were Glitter & Twisted
to keep the party animals dancing; well, it's Saturday night |
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The male stripper seemed to entertain
the ladies, especially Sue of Just Mates MCC who managed once again
to get onstage. The female stripper was, however, a bit of a let
down. This will be sorted for next year. |
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Over in the marquee DJ Joe has been
broken. DJ Paul has had to step in and renames Joe ‘Alan Freeman’.
At least 2 flasks of strong coffee are poured into Joe in a vain
effort at repairing him. |
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| Sunday and I struggle out of my
tent to get the Custom Show running. |
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There’s an auto jumble immediately
next door – fortunately an arrangement is arrived at, and
a gate is set up allowing our rallyists through. And a load of folk
set out on a rideout along some of Lincolnshire’s finest roads. |
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The show becomes a good selection
of bikes and trikes, surrounded by mellow bikers; some strolling
around the stalls, some looking at the bikes, some just chilling.
I even managed to just sit for half an hour watching the world go
by and enjoying the totally laidback atmosphere. |
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| A young lady called Jenna got up
on the trailer to sing and everyone stopped to listen - bookings
on 01773741283. |
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Next up was Guilty 4 Rock, fronted by our very own Cookie (he helped
us set up from Tuesday onwards and did some marshalling –
cheers mate). |
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I was called upon in my paparazzi
role to return to the arena. Shortly thereafter a hit squad wearing
ski masks and mounted on our scooter & sidecar roared (?) up
to the trailer, threw a boarding ladder up and proceeded to remove
Cookie’s trousers. They left him his undies, and he carried
on singing throughout. |
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| Custom show trophies
were presented at the end of Guilty’s set (list of winners
at bottom of page). |
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Into the Pavilion and Jack’s
Family are provoking mixed responses. I thought they were great;
as did many others. They play a different style of music –
and they play their own stuff – very well. Too often we get
comments from people sick of the same bands at every rally, or sick
of cover bands, or tribute bands. |
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After Jack’s Family my very
expensive Belgian shorts were hoisted on stage, alongside the Wight
Riders MCC’s flag. I got the shorts back – my payment
being entertainment rather than cash. |
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| There was a spirited attempt by
Steve of the Wight Riders to rescue the flag; he came off worse.
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We did some club presentations commemorating
certain events since last year’s rally, and then moved on
to auction the flag. |
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It ended up with £100 from
Wight Riders, provided it went to the Hoppy’s Leg Appeal –
this was promptly matched by Wozwolf. There followed another raffle
– this one by Sally of Pissed and Passed It, and on to the
next band. |
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| ZZ Stop was the final band of the
rally and they took us out in style, ably assisted by our ever so
eager air guitarists and the whole room was up and dancing. |
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I’m pretty sure that this
was the first rally in 8 years where we ran out of beer in the marquee,
admittedly during the early hours of Monday morning. We rustled
up some bottles of spirits and carried on partying. |
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If anyone has any photos taken after
about 3 o'clock Monday morning I’d love to see them. |
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| Custom
Show Winners
| Best Brit
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Charlie
Rackett of the Wight Riders MCC |
| Best Rat |
Sandra Machin |
| Best Trike |
Bob Sidgwick of Just
Mates MCC |
Best Bike
Best Engineering
Best Paintwork |
Pete of Mutineers MCC
(Brown Harley) |
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