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The road up the glen. Nice to see it for a change and no' haen rain runnin' oot the arse o' yer troosers.
Friday's weather was a great contrast tae last year's event. The Glen Clova Hotel is nicely situated and secluded.
Die familie Ronno were slummin' it this year. The lodges are really somethin' special.
Mr Burton was already in attendance when we arrived. There were ZZZZ'd fillin' the glen. This is the Bunkhoose
and Mein Kamp site
Mrs Ronno took Eva for a walk behind the hotel. It was thirsty work.
Norhtern Jock and Waldin got the beers in
The neighbours in the next lodge seemed friendly enough.
TFI Friday
Boo Radley greeted me with yet another Zieg Heil or was he telling me how many pints he'd had?
Floyd's farts were on the menu at Robmack's table
Meanwhile Den was daen his Novice impressions tae a King and a Meenester
Saturday and the Ride Oots pass wi'oot incident
I hadnae noticed the ding on my tank until POG discretely pointed it oot to me
Thankfully, Woody was there tae comfort me
Wayne and his wean (sorry, Clark ) seemed tae enjoy themsel's on the road south to Glen Isla
Whisky tasting started the night off in a traditional Scottish mnnaer. Heid butts and vomit would follow The audience were very appreciative and very noisy: especially when three bottles were divvied up between this mob within an hour!
Andy Cam only had the three drams while gi'en the talk
Unlike the Friday when he got blootered at the bar and fell asleep
and some rotten bastid put the mark o' the beast on his napper
I've nae photies fae the Saturday night as I was under strict orders tae leave the camera at hame in case I got pished and lost it (as if I wid )
Sunday was a bit wet for folk leaving.
Robmack was stopping off at a Transvestite Club in Inverness on his way hame. His Carmen Miranda act is really popular wi' the gay community in Inversnecky.
Forry decided to save petrol money and pretend to the AA that his bike widnae start. He had to wait five 'oors on the mannie wi' the trailer tae turn up. I think Forry was wishin' that I hadnae put the hex on him for laughin' at me on Saturday.
We stayed on until Monday and then found this afore we left. He was meant to be workin' but slept in. Seemingly he'd borrowed Aidan and Mandy's alarm clock.
Top memories fae a really top weekend
Friday's weather was a great contrast tae last year's event. The Glen Clova Hotel is nicely situated and secluded.
Die familie Ronno were slummin' it this year. The lodges are really somethin' special.
Mr Burton was already in attendance when we arrived. There were ZZZZ'd fillin' the glen. This is the Bunkhoose
and Mein Kamp site
Mrs Ronno took Eva for a walk behind the hotel. It was thirsty work.
Norhtern Jock and Waldin got the beers in
The neighbours in the next lodge seemed friendly enough.
TFI Friday
Boo Radley greeted me with yet another Zieg Heil or was he telling me how many pints he'd had?
Floyd's farts were on the menu at Robmack's table
Meanwhile Den was daen his Novice impressions tae a King and a Meenester
Saturday and the Ride Oots pass wi'oot incident
I hadnae noticed the ding on my tank until POG discretely pointed it oot to me
Thankfully, Woody was there tae comfort me
Wayne and his wean (sorry, Clark ) seemed tae enjoy themsel's on the road south to Glen Isla
Whisky tasting started the night off in a traditional Scottish mnnaer. Heid butts and vomit would follow The audience were very appreciative and very noisy: especially when three bottles were divvied up between this mob within an hour!
Andy Cam only had the three drams while gi'en the talk
Unlike the Friday when he got blootered at the bar and fell asleep
and some rotten bastid put the mark o' the beast on his napper
I've nae photies fae the Saturday night as I was under strict orders tae leave the camera at hame in case I got pished and lost it (as if I wid )
Sunday was a bit wet for folk leaving.
Robmack was stopping off at a Transvestite Club in Inverness on his way hame. His Carmen Miranda act is really popular wi' the gay community in Inversnecky.
Forry decided to save petrol money and pretend to the AA that his bike widnae start. He had to wait five 'oors on the mannie wi' the trailer tae turn up. I think Forry was wishin' that I hadnae put the hex on him for laughin' at me on Saturday.
We stayed on until Monday and then found this afore we left. He was meant to be workin' but slept in. Seemingly he'd borrowed Aidan and Mandy's alarm clock.
Top memories fae a really top weekend