The Barn Birthday Bash 2006



The long awaited day had finally arrived...

It was the time that winter egresses and for summer to ingress. I got up to pack my bike, collected some vital supplies and rang the other club members and guests.

Andy and Ian were about an hour behind me, so I set off alone, at 12.00, on the good old SV1000, having arranged to meet 4 of our Geordie guests at the Castle Hotel in Hornby, at 1 pm...obviously this wasn't going to happen with 120 miles plus to travel!!! But try I did.

Finally made it, after breaking various speed-limits, and met up with Team Newcastle not at the pre-arranged spot (which was closed) but at another watering hole just down the road.

Steve produced an authentic bottle of "Man's Pop"...this was serious juice, made from a secret Geordie recipe, only known by Steve

Hornby village is a lovely experience but a touch outside what some of us town type people have had to come to terms with...

I said my hellos to Lindy, Andy, Steve and Debs, who are our friends associated with Stormin' the Castle. Suddenly the clock struck 2, "Can we have your glasses please?" shouted the bar man...I was just about to take a double JD on board, to calm my twitches from the flat out 120 mile trip. Andy, who had offered to buy the drink, sighed with relief, as these out-of-the-way pubs aren't cheap!

Off we went to the barn, me leading the way...stopping at the fabulous old fashioned butchers shop, to buy home produced, unrepeatable, sausages, pies and pasties. Off we went again, the SV followed by Steve and Deb, Lindy and Andy...on arrival at the car park I gave Debbie a specially tuned carb for her lovely Harley Sportster and she quickly returned the favour for a bottle of JD...Steve produced an authentic bottle of "Man's Pop"...this was serious juice, made from a secret Geordie recipe, only known by Steve, with proper labelling, etc and it was seriously strong nectar!

Paul and Thora obviously smelled Steve's pop and arrived at the scene. Helmets were deposited, bikes were locked, non essential items were hidden in vehicles and the long descent was challenged...several little breaks were taken en route and a pre mixed bottle of vodka and coke was cautiously sipped by the magnificent 7 early party goers...the steep hill, the long walk and two bridges were all negotiated and we arrived at the barn which appeared completely unaltered as usual.

Lindy introduced me to Jane, someone who was right for me - no tattoos, non smoker, little, no answering back and didn't mind going on bikes or me having a drink - a Barbie doll

Lindy said she wanted to introduce me to Jane, someone who was right for me - no tattoos, non smoker, little, no answering back and didn't mind going on bikes or me having a drink - and then presented me with a 12" Barbie type plastic doll whose skirt had been shortened by Andy to make me more excitable!

Thanks friends !!!

Right, lets get the Aga going and get a fire going, let's make this place hot...

Steve and Andy took care of the axe (Yeah, someone really did take care of it later on. Ed) and got us loads of logs chopped. The girls took care of the Aga. Paul and I pretended to be busy, talking about racing and how hard the others were working, whilst taking in a little tipple...the fires were then going after a short while and the party was up to a good head start

Several hours later, Ian and Andy (Prez) arrived, to our relief. WE WERE CONCERNED!!! There is little or no reception by mobile phone at this location and to say they were only an hour behind me was a total fib.

The partying continued and then Mitch arrived, in total darkness and rain (that man must have eyes like a shit house rat!). Everybody continued to have a fun time, sipping various delights along the way - by the gallon! 10 of us there...I stayed, after the rest of the elite crew crashed out, keeping an eye out for possible attack, in the absence of our watchman Mick the Lick, whose alternator had turned the lights out for his weekend.

People started to wake up. Where had the table full of booze gone, that occupied the rear of the barn?...I said "nothing to do with me, I am only a light social drinker!". It appeared we had had a visit from the booze fairy, who had disappeared with our spirit, so when we were all assembled, we got together a task force to hit Hornby with style and replenish our supplies.

Andy, Ian, myself and Geordie Andy clambered up the hill from the two bridges and met Rick, Joan and Naz, who were on the way...helmets were taken back to the bike area for safe storage and we met up with Gill (my sis) and Ritchie. They took the task force to the off-licence to replenish supplies....The off-licence lady acted like she won the lottery, as we cleaned out her stock!

They took the task force to the off-licence to replenish supplies...The off-licence lady acted like she won the lottery, as we cleaned out her stock!

"Ok!", cried Andy pres "To the pub! Our tanks need filling!"...into the Royal Oak we went, and out of the Royal Oak we came, much later, meeting Nellie and the other Deb in the process...Ritchie's Transit was given some severe shit on the way back to the barn area car park and Andy pres decided to navigate Nellie in Deb's Metro...I think Andy pres thought he should be wearing a helmet, experiencing Nellie's new found driving skills...Back to the barn we all went and I conducted the Club meeting, whilst the non members played out.

An hour later, we all got back into the swing of things "Drink it, or carry it back!" shouted Rick, in an awfully bossy manner - I felt particularly bullied and proceeded to drink in a heavier and harder manner than I am accustomed. The log fire was built as high as we dared and the heat was phenomenal. As was the game of Hot Jenga (a process of stacking the fire as high as possible with logs till it collapsed).

We all carried on chatting and partied to the early hours...

It is fair to say, that we all took a big part in cleaning up and cooking breakfast the next morning and I believe everyone enjoyed themselves. Andy and Ian spent some time hiding any excess ale in the trees and bushes for next time. Good luck!...what a shame it's only an annual event.

The walk back wasn't as bad as it has been. After, we can blame the blizzard that hit us, on Andy wrestling with his Katana in the mud. Had Ian and I not been there, Andy would still be laying under it with a rucksack on his back!

Present: Andy Kat, Mickey Busa, Tracey, Naz, Joan, Wigan Paul, Thora, Ian, Rick

Guests: Mitch, Andy (Tracey's), Nellie & Debbie, Jill & Ritchie, Lindy & Andy, Steve & Debs.

Mickey Busa


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Mitch, Lindy, Steve, Andy and Rick


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Rick, Ian and Andy


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Rick, Ian and Andy again...but Ian's hiding...


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Where's Ian gone?!?!


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Rick, Naz and Joan


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A monkey, Deb and Nelly


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Behind the smoke are Richie, Jill, Ian and a monkey


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That's Andy, Rick and Mitch


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That's a big pile of logs. With Richie and Jill behind it


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That's the fire again - and I ain't gonna list that lot!


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Mitch drops a log on the fire...ahem...


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Half of Nelly, Richie and ian look bored, Jill looks amused


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That's the back of Naz's head. Far side is a monkey


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Mickey joins t'others at the fire


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Then Andy joins 'em aswell. Lovely


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Wigan Paul fails to hide behind a post - and Thora


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Mitch is looking guilty. Steve is looking into the Rayburn


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Ian and Andy. Building a herbal cigarette. Medicinal


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Steve has Andy's head in his plate...


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