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The show season for the DTC came to an end with our final effort, The East of England Land Rover Show at the Peterborough Show Ground (which happens to be the first exit off the dual carriageway – not the 15th as Snaplegs , Sleepy and the Eighth Dwarf found out).

Being a working Friday, some were in situ early but the remainder of us turned up into the evening, including Snaplegs with the club trailer after his detour around Peterborough, so it was time for a well earned beer and electing to erect the stand early the following morning ( Can someone please explain the term early to our chairman?). So bleary eyed an early start to Saturday was made. The actual bleariness was not due to the intake of alcohol – for some reason SteveMid’s generator didn’t want to play so he had to resort to brewing up on a stove, meaning there was not a free flowing stream of tea’s and coffee’s to get us going. However, the stand was up and running in time for the ensuing hordes of showgoers.

Of the shows we’ve attended this year, this was by far the biggest and best attended. Having visited Billing we think this one edged it by a few thousand. Scania did a sterling job keeping the vehicle windscreens supplied with leaflets, which were rapidly disappearing into the hands of show goers as they stopped to peruse our line up of Solihull exports. The usual suspects were all in attendance, including Cazuki and the Postman-Pat-Mobile, but we had a welcome new addition in the shape of Sleepy’s FC101 GS. Sleepy and the Eighth Dwarf (AKA Chris and Lyn, who also brought along Chi Chi and Lady – two little dogs who don’t like being more than five feet away from “Mum & Dad”) are new members who will hopefully be joining us on our forthcoming jaunts in 2011. We were also blessed with a recently refurbished Discovery, courtesy of DiscoNuts, and Rich’s LPG converted Range Rover Classic (complete with inflatable armchairs).

The Saturday was blessed with fine weather, if a bit breezy (but the marquee was nailed down this time following the trials and tribulations of Stoneleigh), and some good contacts were made as folk specifically sought us out on the showground. We saw plenty of familiar faces sauntering around the show and several brews were exchanged, ‘tis good to catch up with folk we only see once or twice a year. But the joy of these kinds of events is meeting new people and Klaus (Sp?) and his 101 Ambulance, all the way from Holland, was keenly greeted and duly invited to our evening’s festivities.

The DTC Mini-Beer Festival and Pub Quiz may not go down in the annals of history as a roaring success, but we had fun nonetheless. Out of the twenty odd invites distributed to clubs, only the Discovery Owners Club managed to raise some teams for the quiz, presided over by Scorps, but they forgot to bring beer. Fortunately we had plenty, courtesy of the Chiltern Brewery, and a small contribution of Grolsch (that’s the proper stuff from Holland, not the rubbish brewed under license in the UK) from Klaus and some Adnams Broadside courtesy of Dentmeister (and an ever welcome slice of Stilton – ever dependable is our Denty). The quiz proved a toughie but the winners were the DOC Committee but only by a slender single point over the DTC. The remainder of our Saturday evening was then spent trying to way up the pro’s and cons of the beer at our disposal.

Sunday was another bright and sunny day, in more ways than one. Show attendance was busy, with the added attraction of the auto jumble, but the clubs day was made by the arrival of Gresh and his entourage at the club stand, we’re sure the sun made an extra effort for this. For many it was the first time to catch up with the young man, and of course Rachel, or indeed meet him sober, and it was an emotional day for some. It’s been too long Gresh and now we hope to see you more frequently

As the show drew to a close, we had one final obstacle to overcome – not cleaning or tidying up as some would think, but putting away one of those pop-up tents. Like an episode of the Krypton Factor it baffled many but was eventually hammered back into its bag by Snaplegs and Gresh’s Rach. Scorpio could then drive his caravan home safe in the knowledge that something pink would not be obscuring his vision through the caravan, he had enough to contend with Landy Lauz and Mudgirl in the car.

It was quite poignant that one of the last remarks made about the show, before we all went our separate ways, was that this showground saw the formation of the DTC all those years ago. It’s our 10th anniversary next year – do you think we may be celebrating it in style there come this time next year?

The Bank Holiday weekend saw the DTC supporting the LR Max Show at Stoneleigh Park, Warwickshire. This was a re-jig of the LR Max Show at Newark last year, with a new venue and new date. Stoneleigh Park is home to the National Agriculture Centre and a proven show ground, well suited to a Land Rover Show with an on-site off-road course. The new date caused some discontent as it clashed with the Manby event, but it did move away from the traditional “Billing” weekend and therefore removes issues for future planning, apparently this show has been booked in for the next 4 years, though that is still to be confirmed.

The entourage of DTC members began pitching up on the proceeding Thursday with the majority arriving Friday and the set up went swiftly, although accommodating half a car park meant placing the marquee on hard standing to allow enough grass space for those who were pitching tents. For the first day of the show this was fine but a windy Sunday showed us the error of our judgement (isn’t hindsight a wonderful thing). Whilst the marquee was fully pinned down, the sides were not and billowed in and out with every blast of wind, nearly destroying the display boards and merchandise.

The show opened with the DTC basking in the glow of being LRM’s Club of the Month, complete with Gandalf and his Discovery taking the main picture. We never knew he had desires on being a centrefold model – it must be that rock’n’roll lifestyle he leads. This prompted quite a few inquisitive show goers to seek us out and the day was refreshingly busier than B&W. Our vehicle line up was varied, with Denty’s 90 making a welcome appearance, Range Rovers a plenty and the little Suzuki. Again this little red monster had the lion’s share of attention as people pondered over the Suzuki Swift engine. However, it should be noted that little people should only drive this car – if anyone bigger than 5’4” get in they have a tendency to look like Postman Pat. We may have to write to CBBC to ask if Jess the Cat can make a guest appearance at the next show. Mind Buster might eat him like he did the meerkat on the front grill.

Interest levels continued throughout the weekend but sadly the Bank Holiday Monday was disappointingly quiet. Cue impromptu Teddy Bears Picnic in front of the Club Marquee. Enjoying the food and the delicious Victoria sponge most of all was young Tyler, who thought crawling through the food was the best method to get fed. Poor Squaddie definitely had his hands full and was ably assisted by Auntie Jude in nappy duties.

Evening entertainment was a bit of preparation for everyone, in advance of the Pub Quiz we’ll be holding at Peterborough. Scorpio had thoughtfully downloaded some sample quizzes and Landy Lauz and Jay took up Quizmaster duties covering The Chocolate Quiz (won by Mr & Mrs Snaplegs), The TV Quiz (won by Cazuki and Snaplegs) and The Music Quiz (won by Scania and SteveMids). We may have the making of a quiz team.

With a short turn around we’re all looking forward to Peterborough in a fortnight, where the DTC will be holding a Mini Beer Festival and Pub Quiz, with various clubs being invited to attend for what will be the end of the main show season party.

A new show for our diary for 2010 and it proved to be a bit of a mixed bag. This was to be a test bed for new ideas for our show stand and it threw up some challenges, as we were not entirely sure of what to expect.

The event itself was based on a previous show/auto jumble for the region. It has now been taken on by Live Promotions and this in itself generated a lot of interest from clubs, such as ourselves, and traders. However, being further afield than is the norm it was not perhaps as well attended as the organisers had hoped. Nonetheless it was very good weekend.

Our arrival was not helped by a dash of West Country rain and some football match, resulting in not erecting the stand fully till early doors on the Saturday morning. Squaddie had limped into the showground, as yet another head gasket on his latest acquisition had given up the ghost on the run down from Salisbury Plain, and had to be given a jump start to help line up the vehicles. The club display boards had been refreshed, and together with a sprinkling of DTC bunting, some newly acquired furniture and a team looking resplendent in their new attire, the stand looked very presentable – ready for the incoming crowd.

Or so we thought . . . . . .

Our stand location, alongside the Discovery Owners Club, the Dorset Land Rover Owners Group, Wessex 4×4 Response and the Land Rover Register, was at the very bottom of the show ground away from the main trading area and even further away from the main camping ground. The result of this was that very few show-goers actually made it down to see us. Those that did were duly given our new leaflets and business cards and we did generate a bit of interest, keeping the stand team occupied throughout. As the day progressed, the weather got better and better resulting in some rosy red faces and necks (and foreheads in some peoples cases). When the first day drew to a close we prepared for another of our new ideas – The DTC Pimms Party.

Invites were distributed by Steve Mids, who for the first time got to walk round a show in his own time, and at 6pm we were quaffing the summer beverage and enjoying the hors d’oeuvres with our guests. This was the first time the DTC had dabbled in corporate hospitality and it was generally well received. Some new friendships were made and old ones were renewed as the sun set over the West Country. This could well be a regular part of our shows in the future and if anyone has any ideas/suggestions for future Saturday night entertainment then please let Snaplegs know what they are. There are rumours of a mini beer festival in the not too distant future.

The Sunday was blessed with glorious sunshine and a fast rising temperature. It wasn’t too long before we were slapping on the SPF and shading ourselves from the sun. Again it was a slow day but we had some genuine interest in both the club and LRBoards, we await the outcome of our endeavours.

Sadly the weekend didn’t end as well as the weather. Squaddie’s Rangie was taken home on a big yellow taxi, having failed to find the necessary parts to make good before returning home. He jumped in with Steve Mids for a ride up to Birmingham but the caravan had a tyre blow out on the M5, resulting in it flipping and taking Steve’s 110 with it into the central reservation. Both Steve and Squaddie escaped with minor cuts and bruises, though Squaddie’s back may take some time to recover, but the vehicles did not fair as well. At the time of writing it may well be that both are written off and though that outcome has not been confirmed yet, we can merely keep our fingers crossed that all will be ok.

Well, what can we say – another brilliant event at Coney Green Farm for the May Bank Holiday. We had good weather for the most part, though we did have a little bit of rain which made some sections of the off-road course very slippy, but also filled in some of the water holes which were unusually dry after the blazing sun that the midlands had been getting for the two weeks previously.

The friday afternoon saw many club members turning up and pitching camp. For some this involved sorting out towing caravans, mainly due to a freelander not being up to towing such a big van (scorps… ). Once all the tents were up it was time to light the barbie and get on with socialising with a few beverages.

Saturday started with the mandatory brief to all the drivers from SteveMids – then the fun began. Squaddies Range Rover decided it didn’t want to go into low box as Solihill intended, so it got a little bit stuck and had to be towed back to the campsite by Rawson to be appropriately fixed (Squaddie was seen with a hammer and a brew). In the finest traditions of the event a few met up at the trig point for some photos and a general chat.

This is where Acropolis turned up and challenged Squaddie to ‘do the sheepdip’. After a bit of cajoling by everyone else he agreed (well not much to be honest – something was mentioned about girls blouses).

Inevitably once again the sheep dip claimed another victim.

Isn’t it funny how every man and his dog turns up to point and laugh when somebody is stuck.

After the laughing had subsided Trigger turned up with the trusty winch. However, he underestimated exactly how stuck Squaddie was . . . . . . and proceeded to winch himself towards the ‘dip. So he was anchored by a couple of other members rovers and eventually the rangie was free’d and started again (with a lot of effort).

Saturday night was Gaz’s birthday bash. The marquee was turned into a makeshift disco with lights and a sound system, this made way for some ropey dancing by glen and various others. As usual the camp fire was going with everyone reminiscing about the day and putting the world to rights with beer and bbq food. An inordinate amount of thanks go to Jackie for keeping the majority of the members supplied with ‘hot’ food as she did sterling duty as the overseer of the coals.

Sunday morning saw some guests arrive at 8am (even though squaddie had just gone to bed ) and the off roading began again. Strangely enough there were no attempts at the sheep dip this time. However, someone may have forgot to mention to our guests that some of the holes were deeper than they appeared to be

resulting in Squaddies Range Rover (complete with misfire) being called into action to winch the stricken disco out so that playing could continue.

The Sunday night tradition is a trip into the town of Bewdley to go to the regions number one chipshop, located on the banks of the River Severn. Having consumed this delicious gormet delight the club returned to the camp site to kick off the evenings fun and games (where a couple of alcohol fuelled bets were made, mainly between Squaddies Dad and Acropolis – put simply the Navara is going through the sheep dip next year! )

Monday morning was the usual de-camp and pack the marquee away in the clubs shiny new trailer. This was made harder by the wind that sensed a large amount of material was unsecured. Perhaps paragliding is on the cards for Coney Green ’11?

all-in-all a great weekend was had by all.

In 2008 we further moved on and developed a Club Stand at the major shows throughout the calender; with further shows to come this season, Billing, Peterborough etc.

A laning weekend in North Yorkshire and a visit to Kirton in November for a bonfire party and Pay and Play.

We have had several Pay and Play days including Coney Green, Kirton, Manby, Berkshire and Robin Hoods Bay.

Over the last couple of years we have had greenlaning trips to Newbury and Salisbury Plain, Wales, Cornwall, Cumbria and North Yorkshire.

The DTC has also organised trips to Sweden and Denmark 3 years in a row. Members have also attended foreign national events in Denmark, Sweden and Norway.

A few years ago the DTC had a weeks greenlaning and camping trip in Northern France, including a tour of the WW1 Battlefields.

We had our annual Newbury Bash at Easter again.

Lots of members old and new came for a weekend of laning, mud and interesting driving in general, through Berkshire and on Salisbury Plain.

We visited the ‘ghost village’ of Imber, it was commandeered by the army in World War II for training purposes, with the promise that residents could move back after the war.
That never happened and now the village is only open for a few days every year when the army are not actively training on Salisbury Plain.
This proved to be very interesting but quite sad.

Then, as usual, we all met up in the “mess tent” at night for fun, drinks and good food.

The May Bank Holiday came, and so we returned to Coney Green in Worcestershire.
Forum members and club members alike arrived on the Friday/Saturday all ready to party,
offroad and swap stories of avoiding trees and conquering “Suicide Hill”.
A good time was had and it won’t be long before we return.

We had a brilliant bank holiday weekend in Derbyshire. 2 full days of laning plus camping and merryment on an evening. Quite a few attended and it was nice to see some people come down in the evening for the socialising. There was a few mechanical casualties but everybody enjoyed themselves.