GWENT MG OWNERS CLUB

There were nine Cars for the event, but there were nine tents as one couple shared their tent. We arrived on the Friday night and it was not long before the tents were erected. Although there was a lot of space we managed to put our tents up to close to each; other almost touching. The reason for this is still a big question mark.

After a good night down the pub, which was a very large tent and the same singer as last year, it was time for bed. Then it all started, with nineteen people sleeping close it had to happen. Yes the snoring. You would not believe the noise. It seemed that every tent had one sleeping on a airbed. You could not even put a pillow over your head, but if I had had one I would have gone to each tent found the snorer and smothered them.

Saturday morning we lined the cars up MG’s, Triumphs and a Ford Popular. They looked really good with the gazebo at one end and the Ford Pop in the middle, bunting around the outside and both flag poles coming off the gazebo. We had a great spot and not too far away from the auto jumble.

The day was spent trying to find out information about the silent rally with no luck. Some of us brought ex-police macs of a fiver and Brian found just the mirror he was looking for - it fitted the pop so he was chuffed. The weather rained on and off which did spoil it a bit and Friday night it poured down all night. Phil’s tent leaked and everything got wet, but the sun soon dried it out Saturday and he got some weather proofing and sprayed the important bits. Saturday night, although it rained, their tent stayed dry.

We found out that the rally was going to start at seven Saturday night but because we had just started our BBQ and we were last year’s champions the final was going to be held at 1500hrs Sunday. We were allowed to practice at 11am Sunday morning I started shouting instructions when the riders were blindfolded but because my hands kept jumping from one to another and I could not tell my left from my right I was sacked by our team Captain Karen. Richard had a go and proved to be worst than me by leading them over the cans we used as obstacles and soon gave the task to someone else.

Saturday night was spent down the pub with Beryl in a black wig and everybody wearing a blond one at one time or another nobody was dancing until our crowd got there then they all got up. It was like one big party.

Sunday afternoon came and the team was ready to race, but the other team never turned up. So we won the cup by default and get to hang onto it for another year. Land Rover won best club stand, so we brought a gazebo like their’s for next year.

Steve broke down on the way home and I am still not sure what the problem is as I have heard it may be the prop shaft bearing. It sounds as though it will not take him long to fix. Better weather next year we hope.