Report to the AS collective of the visit of the international delegates to Scotoshite and the Democratic Peoples' Republic of Barrhead

[chaseracer]

Mr FPB7 and I decided it was high time that representatives of the AS Midland Massiv conveyed fraternal greetings to our Volvocentric brothers north of the border.  So we hopped in the car, drove 350 miles north and did just that.

 

For such a long motorway journey, sensible shiters would take something like this:

 

 

Or, at a pinch, this:

 

 

But no.  Being us, we took this:

 

 

More later, including shenanigans relating to the SVM Mobile Command Centre...

[bub2006]

Last time I went north of the border it was purely accidental. Recover a broken down friend (car not friend)from a supermarket car park in Edinburgh. Last time I offer to assist without all information. Towing him on a rope with a Astra 2.0 sport on a p plate back to sonercotes. Would love to venture up to the highlands though.

[Inspector Morose]

Cummon, cummon, I want to know what happened next.

[fred]

And . And ........Come on ..... I NEED TO KNOW!!!

[bub2006]

Not a lot really,him trying to overtake me,rope snapping,front towing eye snapping,he run into me a few times too. The usual fare!

[chaseracer]

Cummon, cummon, I want to know what happened next.

 

 

And . And ........Come on ..... I NEED TO KNOW!!!

 

Order, comrades...

 

 

25.11.2015, 0900: FPB7 arrives Chaseracer Towers.  CX parked on drive to scare living shit out of neighbours getting used to no longer having to look at disreputable Mercedes.  Coffee is consumed.

 

1000: leave Midlands in northerly direction.  International delegates discover that 205D (normally aspirated, sonny - none of yer turbo pish here...) is serious mile-muncher, covering ground like a much larger car.  Light-blue fake-leather "tart's-boudoir-spec" CTi seats also surprisingly comfortable, once no longer visible due to occlusion by pair of fat arses.  Belonging to pair of fat arses...

 

1145: Tebay.  Early lunch.  View of Cumbrian fells enjoyed.  Coffee is consumed.

 

1330: Cumbernauld.  Architecturally successful*, socially-sensitive* town-centre "megastructure" visited and inspected.  FPB7 fails to buy camera lens.  Chaseracer fails to find car park exit.

 

1530: Kincardine Bridge (old one).  Because.  1535: Kincardine Bridge.  The other way.

 

1600: Premier Inn, Larbert.  Read/snooze.

 

1930: International delegates meet increasing number of hosts in car park.  Admire collected Volvos, especially 343 Variomatic of Brother cms206.  Chat shit.

 

2000: Repair to Outside Inn for excellent repast in fine company, surrounded by fake mediaeval castle.  Chat more shit.

 

2230: Return to car park.  Test runs provided in 343 vario.  Even more shit chatted.

 

0030: Carriages and retire, after BRULLYANT DAY, AYE.

 

 

 

Further reports tomorrow.

[DodgyBastard]

You're more than welcome to stop by Foadwerx if you're passing through Fife.

[Inspector Morose]

Next time. Trust me, there will be a next time. Soon.

[bub2006]

Can I come next tine?

[Lord Sterling]

Never been to Scotchland, not even to collect to my 'FAE GLAASGAA' McSterling.

 

Glad you had a great time, information of this pending adventure was divulged during a secret Midlands Massive meeting

[chaseracer]

It is fervently hoped that the Caledonian brotherhood will be paying a return visit around New Year...

[bub2006]

I must have missed that meeting mo!

[Inspector Morose]

Shh, it's a secret.

It sort of developed from the pop out to lunch tour I did earlier in the year where lunch was the scotoshite monthly munchies, popping out involved a 600 mile round trip undertaken in just over 24 hours.

 

This time a more lengthy stay ensued, as two people were involved, where the delights of Cumbernauld town centre, Glasgow subway and Govan Asda were sampled. We even looked at cars on a wall. The Scottish are strange people sometimes.

[bub2006]

Strange?! Have you ever been to Ripley on a Saturday night!

[hairnet]

rubber band car oot in daylight??

 

how that happen

 

does mot man know

[Tamworthbay]

Strange?! Have you ever been to Ripley on a Saturday night!

I have and cracked my sump on a high kerb on the way home. It took two gallons to get the mini from Ripley to Spondon.

[Pillock]

Delights?

Cumbernauld?

 

I never realised there were two Cumbernaulds, I've only been to the depressing one.

[wuvvum]

Funnily enough, I've been intending for a while now to take a road trip to the frozen wastes north of the border.  In fact I was all set to buzz up there last weekend, but then I won the LDV van and my mate offered to do some welding on the CX, so I ended up staying home.

 

It'll probably be in the new year now, and at the moment it looks like I'll probably take the Swift - just about comfortable and refined enough for an 800-mile round trip, stupidly economical and with just enough power to not be a liability on the motorway. 

[bub2006]

I have and cracked my sump on a high kerb on the way home. It took two gallons to get the mini from Ripley to Spondon.

Sure it wasn't a random sleeping drunk?!

[davidfowler2000]

Order, comrades...

 

 

25.11.2015, 0900: FPB7 arrives Chaseracer Towers.  CX parked on drive to scare living shit out of neighbours getting used to no longer having to look at disreputable Mercedes.  Coffee is consumed.

 

1000: leave Midlands in northerly direction.  International delegates discover that 205D (normally aspirated, sonny - none of yer turbo pish here...) is serious mile-muncher, covering ground like a much larger car.  Light-blue fake-leather "tart's-boudoir-spec" CTi seats also surprisingly comfortable, once no longer visible due to occlusion by pair of fat arses.  Belonging to pair of fat arses...

 

1145: Tebay.  Early lunch.  View of Cumbrian fells enjoyed.  Coffee is consumed.

 

1330: Cumbernauld.  Architecturally successful*, socially-sensitive* town-centre "megastructure" visited and inspected.  FPB7 fails to buy camera lens.  Chaseracer fails to find car park exit.

 

1530: Kincardine Bridge (old one).  Because.  1535: Kincardine Bridge.  The other way.

 

1600: Premier Inn, Larbert.  Read/snooze.

 

1930: International delegates meet increasing number of hosts in car park.  Admire collected Volvos, especially 343 Variomatic of Brother cms206.  Chat shit.

 

2000: Repair to Outside Inn for excellent repast in fine company, surrounded by fake mediaeval castle.  Chat more shit.

 

2230: Return to car park.  Test runs provided in 343 vario.  Even more shit chatted.

 

0030: Carriages and retire, after BRULLYANT DAY, AYE.

 

 

 

Further reports tomorrow.

 

Christ did we really stand for near 90 mins talking rubbish in the car park after dinner? I remember leaving for home about 2350 and getting there about 0030!

 

Also...

 

WHERE'S THE REST OF THE PIKCHOORS!? AND VIDJAS OF THE MEGABARGE?!?!