My mechanical genious was instructed to prepare the transporter + 2 cars for East London
With this venue in mind , he duly set off "down sarf " for the big metropolice armed with winter tyres, smog mask , antifreeze , overcoats , wellies , jellied eel butties and brown ale , only to find the proper venue was a bit further south than originally thought .
In spite of the mistery tour we somehow managed to meet up at the correct venue were over a breakfast of "jack the rippers " washed down with "rosy lea" I was able to explain to my man just what a merchant banker he was
The race was fun and I was doing pretty fine until Lotus elvens ( the educated amongst you will notice the somewhat anogrammatic pun there ) who had been left behind in the lap 1 mele caught up , being the sportsman I am, I decided it best to let the faster elves through in the hope I could get a tow and they could harry the santas helpers up front . It all went wrong when I began to get to ambitious and did the usual pirroette and par de watsit ( not very pretty )
Was strongly tempted to give the 2 red things a little nudge as they lapped me but didnt want to upset santa at this time of year .
Altogether a fun race , grats to the pods and deserved winners ( even though you did have outside assistance
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Merry Xmas to all , off to stuff the Turkey now ( if I can hold it down long enough that is )
