Mods ‘n’ Knockers   PHOTOS

  Hadn’t planned on going to Lincoln for the Mods ‘n’ Knockers do, but as my next rally is likely to be Mersea, which seems a long way off at present, and there was promise of a good ii turn out, and it was only up the road, I thought what the hell, and packed up the scoot and went.  I didn’t leave for Lincoln until late Saturday morning, arriving at midday.  Journey was pretty uneventful, although some of the villages I went through were straight from a Stephen King Children of the Corn novel – just count those fingers, and hear those banjos!!!  My suspicions were confirmed further when I arrived at the rally and saw the bar staff – very strange…

Reports were that Friday night was good, with a select bunch in attendance.

To liven proceedings, the scooter rally was next to a car boot sale, where you could buy dodgy meat at knock down prices, dodgy coke at knock down prices, and a superb selection of ornaments that take tacky into a new dimension… we were going to offer a prize for the tackiest ornament, but the competition was just too strong.  And just to prove that you can’t put one over on car-booters I overheard one elderly gentleman saying to his wife that he thought there must be a scooter rally near by, full marks for observation sir!

  Not knowing that football had been arranged, I disappeared to power nap.  The Leicester Individuals, with Spockii’s eldest offspring Bob guesting, won the tournament, which as Dunney wasn’t there to gloat on an all to infrequent Leicester victory was even better.  After a bit of stretching and preening, we were all ready for the evening do, with Skaville topping the programme.  Skaville played a top set, the disco played, and when it was all done, we mooched off to the tents to either drink more, or crash and chill.  Special mention to the guys in the gazebo at the back of my tent, who managed to keeping us all awake with an impressive selection of inane banter!

  Sunday morning we were greeted with the news that tea and coffee was being served, which was nice to hear, and would have been even better if someone had turned the kettle on, and brought enough plastic cups, but hey, you can’t have everything can you?  Bacon butties were available by the do, though having to kill the pig first was a bit much.  Full marks to the guys who used the white line painter to decorate the rally site on Saturday night, well I hope that’s what the white powder on the floor was, or some Colombian coke baron is going to be a tad miffed if someone walked back with a hole in their dealer bag!

  Most packed up early and left, DMs being the exception as the big boys wouldn’t let him take his gazebo.  Another good weekend, the ii brotherhood grows stronger, and the tales of rally daring-do grow even stranger.

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