...a story by Olga...
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While partying at the Ancestors, 3rd Drunken Assholes Rally, Southern Ireland on 25 - 27th July 1997 Tich took Richard, me (Olga) & our mate Graham to the local village which had aprox 13 pubs, we made our way around most of them, it was also their local oyster fest weekend!
On returning by taxi Tich (slightly worse for wear) went for a sleep while we had a few drinks in the bar. At 8pm Tich woke up looked at his watch and got up and started packing his tent and bike, while doing this another bike turned up and noticed the space where his tent had been and started to pitch on it. Tich then proceed to ask them what day it was and they said Saturday night?
A very sheepish Tich then took his tent & belongings and put them in our tent and put his sleeping bag in Graham’s tent and came to the pub to find us.
He asked me not to tell anyone what he’d done but who am I to
keep that to myself!