The good lady and I booked the classic groupon weekend away.
Picked the venue, arranged the gparents to entertain the kids, chose the weekend. That’ll be this one then!
So finish work early, roll home, even manage to chuck the bikes in the car as its Lincolnshire its flat you’ll be reet I said!
Check in to random country type hotel, meet owner, he says “come down to bar tonight it’ll be busy, we don’t normally open this time of year”
We ignore and walk into “5 mins away” village, 20 mins of “brisk” walk we find genuinely lovely pub, great food and yea for all you real single speeders 5 desperate ales!
Have a few, and walk back in utter darkness!
Approach hotel/lodge bar area. Enter, mrs needs a wee, charming, I go to bar. I’m now stood there (solo) with lily savage on my left and hinge and bracket somewhere in the background.
I freeze and realise that I’m now chock in the middle of a tranny meet!
One for the grand kids I’m sure!