Now that was a good weekend cos I learnt a hell of a lot.

Saturday my wife and I rolled out of bed a bit later than we should've, buggered around for longer than we should've and generally dragged our arses. Neither of us wanted to get out of bed at such a ridiculous time, her because she doesn't ride bikes (working on correcting that particular failing but a fix is gonna take a while) and me because it'd been a long week. After I'd made us both a decent cup of coffee in travel mugs we jumped in the car and started heading south, stopping at Macca's on the way (have to have the obligatory bagel/muffin with deep fried grease trap stuffed in the middle).

Getting to the track the first vehicle I see is Chairman Billy's van so I pull up by it and go see if he's got space in a shed. Turns out he'd forgotten to book one, although Anthony Montgomery was going to be in shed #3 so he was going to move into there. But seeing as I was there we went halves on shed #4. So that was easy.

I moved all my crap into the front of shed #4 ....

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