On
kind permission from Option,
Scrippsy's back!
First things first!
Congratulations to Mark and Maxine on the birth of their Son, Calum. The Moos look forward to, “Wet the Babies head ride”.
Congratulations to Dai Eye and Becky on their wedding, those Moos who attended enjoyed the evening reception. A well behaved lot (was that because the other half’s were around?)
The stag ride was good too, photos soon.
As I set out in anticipation for this evenings ride I thought………what a lovely dry, cold crisp night it is. It should be a good number of Moos out tonight…………..
Well, you know what thought did ……………
On arrival………. Chaos,……..
“Whose ride is it?”…………
“Where’s the Captain?”………..
“Where’s the Vice Captain?”………. “Whose he?”
“Web sites not been updated, so who wants to take the ride”?
“What’s going on!”
E-mail from Scrippsys fantasy friend Denzil in the USA, who was Rider & Tw*t of the Month for February?
So amongst the mass of gathering Moos, whose total had now swelled to six, it was left to the Past and Present Riders of the year to take over, and lead the herd.
For those of you who could not make it for reasons only known to them, you all missed a crash that can be summed up as an early contender for crash of the year 2006 – Gaz taking a tumble and plummeting on his head. He’s ok, but his confidence is shot and for future rides will be seen riding downhill sections at the BACK with Scrippsy.
Back at base whilst Gaz was applying Ice to his now grazed and somewhat swollen cheek, Beaker explained in graphic terms what went wrong.
“You missed timed the effing drop, which threw you effing forward”…………..an hour later……… “you should have effing sat……….”
Marty kindly took some photos of the Glazed and somewhat sore Gaz, for sentiment value and a new entry into the injured Moos section.
Again Moos, have some compassion for poor old Crock, maudlin around all night.
He’s now become re-acquainted to “Palm”, after his young lady decided she was fed up with him sucking on mint imperials, and sadly went back home to mum and dad!
So fellow Moos where are you? We miss you.
So for the regulars who have struggled through blizzards, ice, rain etc, etc, I thought it would be a nice gesture if the following (Moos) had a mention.
We shall remember them.
Moo |
Why |
Why |
Bernaard |
 |
Seeing his lard ar*e wiggling up and down the valleys. His lard ar*e must now be exceptionally large! Will probably need to reinforce his “Lobster” next time he rides. |
Chrissie |
 |
The
Stunt C**t displaying his Evil Kenevil downhill skills. |
Option |
 |
The
chocolate fetish umpah lumpa king, never the same man since
his bone crunching, embarrassing crash in front of the Goons.
Oh bye the way…….. he’s Vice Captain. |
Jock |
 |
The
most skilful descender the worlds ever seen and lover of
flying/swimming tortoises. |
Jimmy
Mac |
 |
The
boffin, loves discussing all things about Bunsen Burners. |
Nick |
 |
The
giant Moo whose fitness is never in question. |
Dez |
 |
Who
can recite Shakespeare, whilst belching and drinking lager. |
Wrighty |
 |
Moos
would puncture on purpose!! Just to let this man repair them – or
maybe ask yours truly! Currently creeping to his boss after Scrippys e-mails. |
Ade |
 |
Is
the first Moos owner of a down hill racing licence…what for? |
Blip |
 |
His
skills with a dinner plate and his bottom lip are second
to none |
Every
Little Helps |
 |
Nice
guy, but can go on about the latest specifications on a certain
supermarkets new remote control shopping trolley |
Tom |
 |
Use
to play hooker for a local rugby club, these days seen sitting
in his comfy chair, feet up, watching Corry. |
Bag
of Leaves |
 |
Yet
another, mean desender, now taken up, horse riding and heavy
petting. |
The clocks go back soon, summers coming, so lets see a gathering of the Moos once again
P.S. New idea for the web site, mentioned last night, a monthly “Day in the life of a Moo” (or something similar) - any volunteers?
P.P.S This was none of my doing, so if you have any qualms, see that quiet unassuming chap they call…………… Harty!
