As the title says. I shall be joining the run and travelling to Brighton without a ticket.
At this point I suppose I should make the obligatory excuse for not purchasing said item before they ran out.
'Yeah, well I didn't think the car would be ready in time'
or ' I was told I only had 2 weeks to live, but now they've told me it was all a huge mistake and really I'm fine. Typical!! The Bast@@ds!!
But the truth is I have been a very lazy simple minded witless cretinous oaf, who didn't get his
now misshapen backside in gear fast enough, and who shall feel the pain of travelling as the underclass, the unwashed. The lost sheep.
I shall have to travel along with all those other lovely minis. Fearless pilots at the wheel, many of whom will realise they may never make it back. (especially if it rains)
They will toot and wave and smile at me. The excitement will reach fever pitch as the smell of the salt air hits the nostrils,(even over the fumes pumping through my boot space)
Then at last, the SEA!!! We're almost there. Oh the wonderment! Oh the joy!! It's really happening! minis everywhere!!!!!! Everywhere I tell you!!
'Right then, I must go and find a public car park. I do hope it's safe. I shall be worrying all afternoon'
BUGGER!
Edited by gazza01, 07 May 2013 - 10:37 PM.