Musings from the Merse
Friday, July 07, 2006
Jim Clark Rally The Whiteadder Leg
"The format is basically the same as last year but with 6 stages on Friday, 14 on Saturday and 11 stages on Sunday (including the now infamous 75m ford on the Whiteadder stage). You can see, there is a need for a large number of Marshals, so any help will be most welcome"
Huttonian quotes from the instructions to marshals for the rally which, for the second year running (?driving) hits Hutton mid morning Saturday. The 'infamous' ford-hardly 75 metres but long enough if there is deep water which seems unlikely, did for the Whiteadder stage last year.A car caught fire on the approaches to the ford blocking the narrow road. This brought the stage to a premature close as their was no Plan B for an alternative route from Hutton to Chirnside. The obvious choice via Lesbian Witches* was used as a car park and that was that.
On my return from golf at 9 am to day I met 6 cars on the Hutton Castle-Hutton route. A normal weeks worth-4 were rally drivers in ordinary vehicles sussing out the route.The other two looked lost and angry. Perhaps lost and angry rally drivers sussing the wrong stage. Lots of them forriners taking part in this event as always billed as 'Mainland Britain's only 'closed roads' rally'
An 'open roads' one? The imagination boggles.Little old ladies in their Foci sharing the road with the racing knights of the screaming tyres, supercharged engines and jazzy spoilers- only one winner there and it would not be the K's of the R. How can they compete with Ms D***** from A********r ( Asterisks disguised to protect the innocent) with her 55 mph approach to Sir Morrison's car park, cutting through the garage forecourt via the exit sign, handbrake turn on realising she already has a full tank, hard right, skid and slide into the first car park entrance-double -d- clutch- hand brake turn No 2 and parking sideways neatly occupying one disabled and one adjacent Mother and Child slot. Thats driving for you.
Images tomorrow of the other infamous spot-the Hutton mini roundabout flanked by the old smiddy, the old pub and the phone box. Don't call 01289 386994/5 between 10 am and 4 pm tomorrow.
300 cars screaming past -we won't hear you.
*aka Broom Dykes (blog-ed)
"The format is basically the same as last year but with 6 stages on Friday, 14 on Saturday and 11 stages on Sunday (including the now infamous 75m ford on the Whiteadder stage). You can see, there is a need for a large number of Marshals, so any help will be most welcome"
Huttonian quotes from the instructions to marshals for the rally which, for the second year running (?driving) hits Hutton mid morning Saturday. The 'infamous' ford-hardly 75 metres but long enough if there is deep water which seems unlikely, did for the Whiteadder stage last year.A car caught fire on the approaches to the ford blocking the narrow road. This brought the stage to a premature close as their was no Plan B for an alternative route from Hutton to Chirnside. The obvious choice via Lesbian Witches* was used as a car park and that was that.
On my return from golf at 9 am to day I met 6 cars on the Hutton Castle-Hutton route. A normal weeks worth-4 were rally drivers in ordinary vehicles sussing out the route.The other two looked lost and angry. Perhaps lost and angry rally drivers sussing the wrong stage. Lots of them forriners taking part in this event as always billed as 'Mainland Britain's only 'closed roads' rally'
An 'open roads' one? The imagination boggles.Little old ladies in their Foci sharing the road with the racing knights of the screaming tyres, supercharged engines and jazzy spoilers- only one winner there and it would not be the K's of the R. How can they compete with Ms D***** from A********r ( Asterisks disguised to protect the innocent) with her 55 mph approach to Sir Morrison's car park, cutting through the garage forecourt via the exit sign, handbrake turn on realising she already has a full tank, hard right, skid and slide into the first car park entrance-double -d- clutch- hand brake turn No 2 and parking sideways neatly occupying one disabled and one adjacent Mother and Child slot. Thats driving for you.
Images tomorrow of the other infamous spot-the Hutton mini roundabout flanked by the old smiddy, the old pub and the phone box. Don't call 01289 386994/5 between 10 am and 4 pm tomorrow.
300 cars screaming past -we won't hear you.
*aka Broom Dykes (blog-ed)
Comments:
Prey tell wher cna this drunken commentor find these lesbian whichwes you speak off? Maybe one cn a watch their stirring of their cooking pots?
Hopeinh the huttonian will forgivre tjis Ardberg inspired comment!
Hopeinh the huttonian will forgivre tjis Ardberg inspired comment!
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: 4:11 AM
: 4:11 AM
Ardberg or Carlsberg? Shame dddidference. You have just missed the Witches-only apparent on Midsummers Night, at the Witching Hour in the second layby on the Hutton Castle to Broomdykes road. Cooking pots are so 19th Century-they go in for take aways and state of the art vacuum cleaners. For more info go to the Consumers Association Publication Which Witch?
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