The Barn Birthday Bash 2007



Looks like we all got home safely, even if some of us were a bit worse for the weather. Then again how can I dog the weather when we had a fantastic weekend in terms of sun hours :)

Early Friday afternoon bodies started making those "where are you - we will be here" calls. Ian was first to arrive at the Barn, along with some guests for the day. These guests being a couple of my sisters and their associated kids! I arrived with Alison and the kids an hour later. Commence mayhem. 1st thing on the agenda was to dig up parts of Lancashire in an attempt to find the beer, cider and Jim Beam which was hidden 12 months ago. Five Carling, twelve Strongbow and a bottle of sourmash found their way to the surface and the party started. Note here, Ian wouldn't drink out-of date ale! Poof!

1st thing on the agenda was to dig up parts of Lancashire in an attempt to find the beer, cider and Jim Beam which was hidden 12 months ago

Over the next few hours we had the arrival of Paul, Mick, Lesley, Thora and Andy MAG. The kids filtered away during the day and only the adults and Jack remained to see the dusk turn to night, turn to dawn. Main event of the evening for me was collecting the big bruise and graze on my back due to being thrown down the hill carrying the guitar...courtesy of a Welshman.

Saturday came with a few sore heads, but breakfast sorted that out. Note here, Ian wouldn't eat pink sausages. Poof! A few of us hoofed it back up the hill and nipped into Hornby to pick up some more vitals and to hook up with Smitty (Paul) from Oz, Rick, Tim and Suzie, who all assembled at the Royal Oak bang-on 12:30! They sell exquisite cider in there! Tracey and Andy were spotted en route. The party was building. It was a tremendous and pleasing sight to see Beetlejuice and Suzie...we were all beginning to think they had gone to Outer Mongolia.

Hopefully some of the pics will show what a fantastic day Saturday turned out, with groups of folk sitting by the river or the fire taking in the rays and the day really continued like that. Wood chopping, tea making, beer drinking, guitar playing and when Mitch and Jas turned up, harmonica blowing. I'm struggling to remember any arguments or fighting so maybe we're doing summat right. Oh..hang on...I take that back...Wigan Paul did burn a broom which was naughty enough to go on the list :-) Tracey saw it through to dawn without the need for a bed, and I used the bench outside until it got too cold..but by then it was getting light. We cooked again and then tidied up. Note again that Ian wouldn't touch the chipolatas and peppers due to black acrid smoke wafting over them. Poof!

The hill climb back killed me, but to be fair I'm putting it down to no water and little food, plus shed-loads of alcohol, etc over the weekend. Next year, someone either feed me or call a tractor.

Brilliant weekend, brilliant guests, brilliant members. Thanks to Jack for proving a few wrong and being a great young man all weekend. Thanks to Paul from Australia..nice guitar mate!!..and thanks to Andy MAG for adding another foreign accent to the gig (and he paid double what MAY have been expected)...Nice one fella. :-)

Real pity that Joan and Naz couldn't make it, but next year yeah?!

Oh ...and Middle Wood will have the Solar Panels connected and working by then:)

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Well, what a brilliant weekend, with fantastic weather.

The walk there was the usual nightmare, weighed down with food and alcohol!!!

We arrived to find our President and Ian with about 9 members of their family there... oh, and a dodgy Geordie!

Most of the family members departed before dark, but they did leave one teenager in our capable hands - Jack.

Later on, Mickey and Lesley arrived, and I think that was it for the Friday night. But, fear not, we still managed to consume gallons of alcohol and keep each other entertained. Well, the boys did most of the entertaining!!! You could tell it was a warm evening as they kept on insisting on dropping their trousers and showing us their arses - not exactly a pleasant sight, I have to say. Then of course there's always 1 or 2 who have to take it that step too far and remove all their clothes - mind you, one did save us from having to see everything...!!!

After that (or was it before, I'm not sure) we had a Salutation Wedding. Ian was the Vicar (Mmmmmmmm...) and after jumping over the broomstick (well, yard brush) Mickey and Lesley were married - congratulations to both of you.

Ian was the Vicar (Mmmmmmmm...) and after jumping over the broomstick (well, yard brush) Mickey and Lesley were married

It all becomes a bit fuzzy after that, as the night progressed into the early hours, but I do know the boys kept us well entertained far into the night. Ian at one point decided to ascend the hill behind the loos, in the dark, pissed out of his brains. Geordie Andy and Jack then went to find him after it had all gone quiet and we weren't sure where he was or if he was still alive!!! After they found him, he then went half way back up the hill, followed by Andy and his guitar. We were then sung to, from a great height, before the pair of them slipped and rolled back down - how the guitar stayed in one piece I'll never know.

At some point in the early hours we moved inside where the entertainment continued with clothing being removed again (Ian), a spot of poll dancing (Ian) and some simulated gay sex acts (Ian and the Andy)!!!

I seem to remember we all had our faces blackened by someone using the charcoal from a burnt branch. I bet it was Ian!!!

Anyway, at some point we all went to bed. When I got up on Saturday, the boys were off to do some shopping and visit the pub, for a Whiskey tasting competition!!!

Tracey, Andy and the kids arrived and the weather was so glorious we sat down by the river - I even had a paddle!!!

The shoppers returned with a few extra people they'd picked up on the way, a mate of Andy's who now lives in Australia (Paul) and our illusive family from Congleton who we haven't seen or heard from since Christmas - the Beetlejuice family :-)

Paul emerged from his bed and was in need of some breakfast, and at the mention of bacon and egg butties, Beetlejuice's face lit up. So much to the disgust of Suzie, I made him a buttie too - Suzie hates eggs with a passion - no more kisses for Beetlejuice for the rest of the weekend - not with eggy breath!

I did try to have a snooze late afternoon, after having only had 3 hours sleep on Friday night, but Mickey's snoring prevented that from happening, so I gave up.

Oh yes, Rick, Mitch and Jasmine arrived at some point - can't remember when though.

He then decided to go fishing to cheer himself up, and managed to lose the end of his fishing rod. Poor lad, not a happy bunny, but boy, did we laugh!!!

Tracey's Andy and Rick provided the afternoon's entertainment - although poor Andy provided more than he bargained for - first of all he was badly stung by nettles when they all decided to do a bit of sheep rustling (they failed of course). Then he somehow managed to fall over and smack his face on one of the bench seats by the bonfire (that'll be the red wine and beer...) He then decided to go fishing to cheer himself up, and managed to loose the end of his fishing rod. Poor lad, not a happy bunny, but boy, did we laugh...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The theme of the evening's entertainment seemed to revolve around tits and football songs. I won't go into too much detail, partly because I can't remember all of it and partly because it just went on and on and on for hours!!! Needless to say no ladies tits were shown, despite the hours and hours and hours of nagging...!!!!!

Oh, and of course later on the clothes came off (Ian). How's your club bandana Andy?!

One by one people slipped off to bed and at about 3.00 I'd had enough so I left Paul, Andy, Ian and Tracey to carry on with the fun and games. I can't wait to see all the piccies...!!!!!! :-)

I found a squatter in my bed when I climbed up the ladder - a Mitch, so I relented and let him stay seeing as the beds are big enough for three, and I'm a nice kind person!

All too soon Sunday morning arrived - the dreaded packing and cleaning up. I was amazed at how clean and tidy the place was this year. That could be to do with the fact that it was so warm we were all outside most of the time - either that or those who weren't there this year are dirty, messy b*stards!!!! :-)

Then of course it was the dreaded walk back up the hill. That was horrendous, but yet again our poor Pres was the one who looked most like death by the time we reached the top!!!! Mind you Ian didn't look too good either!!!

After getting our breath back we all hugged and kissed, said our good bye's and parted company with one thought on our minds - to get home, have a shower and go to sleep!

I know I've probably missed loads of other stuff out, but that's as much as my memory has stored away. Someone else can fill in the gaps.

Thanks to everyone for making it a great weekend.

See you all at NABD

Thora xxx


Good Lord, Thora!

What's your memory like!!!!!!!!!..

It seems however, Ian's been in bed all day and was throwing up last night. Note: Must try harder when pink sausages and black peppers are on the menu ;-)

Prez


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No room in Thora's rucksack for new friend


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Geordie Andy - with a big axe...


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Geordie Andy receiving a little axe


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Andy smacking fuck out of a poor, innocent log!


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Ian, Geordie Andy, a big twig, a small Thora, Leslie and Mickey


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Jack, Andy, Thora, Leslie, Mickey, Geordie Andy and Ian


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Mickey proposes to Leslie...


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..and she say "YES!!!!!"...


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..and the crowd goes wild!!!


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Ahhhh...who did that?


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And that?


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Worm's eye view of Wigan Paul


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Leslie with a glowing thing. No, not Mickey...


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Wigan Paul, holding his head on


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Would you like to see me dance a jig?


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Why aye...look like shite, man


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Leslie laughing at...


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..the sleeping Mickey


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A very large Ian, tries to pick up the table. Or not.


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Oh God, now what's he up to?


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Blimey!!!!!!


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I wasn't expecting that! Nor was Andy...


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Gather round...


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We can all share these...


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Rick settles for a moment of solitude...


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Oooo...look what someone found...


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Fatlip plays a tune


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Rick has a Hamlet moment


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Geordie Andy has another drink...


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..ahhhh, that's better...


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Tracey and Thora


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Beetlejuice and Suzie


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Jack, conducting affairs...


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Fatlip plays on


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Ian. Dressed for a change.


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Oh look, a knob. And a piece of wood that looks like a knob.


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Oh no, Ian's getting naked again...


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Somebody dress that man!


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Thanks Andy!


Oooo, look! Some more piccies!


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Early Friday afternoon...


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Barrowful o' kids


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Andy's sis and ickle Joe


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Trees are useful things...


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The sun shines on the righteous...but misses Geordie Andy!


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Oh...hang on a minute...


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Yeah!!! Got 'im this time!


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Jack...on his jack


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The back of Ian and side of the Aussie dude


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Paddling in the river...well, they had been...


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Ian and Geordie Andy


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Blimey! Wigan Paul looks a little pale...but Ian IS holding an axe!


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Ian - sans chopper, with Geordie boy (he gets around, doesn't he?)


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What's Wigan Paul hiding in that box he's sat on?


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Dadaahhhh!!! Might of known!!!


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Leslie checkin' on Mickey


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Now she's wonderin' what Ian's up to...


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Spot the Prez...


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