Joint Rally

1987

6th November 1987 - ABC/Hatfield Poly MCC

STAR TREKKING!!
THE ONLY RALLY WHERE YOU HAVE
TO GET PISSED TO READ THE INVITE
(WHAT AN EXCUSE!!)
HELLO, HI
AND ONCE AGAIN IT'S TIME FOR ANOTHER
"WOOD YA BAH LEAVE IT!!
JOINT
RALLY
"GOTTALITE?"
ON:- NOVEMBER 6TH TO 8TH 1987
INCLUDING: REAL ALES, SILLY GAMES,MORE REAL ALE,
TROPHIES, BAD WEATHER, BAND, EVEN MORE REAL ALE, ETC...
'RETURN OF THE SON OF OLLY'S BURGER CREMATORIUM'
"DELICIOUS - THE SUN"
PREBOOK £4.50
ON THE DOOR £5.00
FAT PEOPLE STILL WELCOME

This was the first time the Joint had been held at Moat Mount Open Space, near Barnet. The field had been used for a few rallies by now, and was known as a good site. There was a track from the road into a wooded area with a bit of a slope at the entrance, which could be tricky if wet, but the upper part of the main area was flattish and there were shelters for bonfires around the edge.

Friday evening soon got into its stride, with live(?) music provided by the club's in-house band - 'A Little Knowledge' - with additional vocal support on a charming ditty entitled "Quack, suck it and fart". We made sure there was sufficient straw around for people to collapse into/stuff up each other's clothing, etc.

The Rally was always held around the start of November, and fireworks were usually being let off occasionally around the area. So it was, on Saturday morning after breakfast, Olley, of the 'Burger Crematorium', had the idea of combining a balsa wood glider with one of the small rockets that were quite popular (cheap) at the time. There was insufficient thrust for lift-off and the whole thing stayed on the ground and caught fire. (Perhaps it was rocket science after all?)

Eventually morning gave way to afternoon and the games materialised. It wasn't raining, but for some reason the blindfold wheelbarrow race was held inside the marquee - perhaps the bar was open?

During a break in the evening's music, some proper musicians this time, the eating and nudity contests took up some time, (and quite a lot of film!), before drunken revelry really took hold and a lot of straw was used.

On Sunday naturally most people went home. We, the organisers had to stay on site, as the marquee wasn't to be collected until Monday morning. The day was spent tidying up the site, of course, but later on a net was found and strung up between the main poles and a game of volleyball, (or volley-clump-of-straw), took a few hours. When we had finished up all the supplies we had left over, we just buried ourselves in the surviving straw and kipped for the night, having packed our tents up along with everybody else during the morning.

On Monday, the marquee was collected, all the remaining straw was burnt in a shelter, and we all buggered off home.

- Phil (the Spill) Drackley