41 Club AGM ~ 10th April 2018

Our turn to interrupt the 41 Club AGM.  

First a practise at Linda's.....

.....then off to the Langley Arms.  

No time for a group photo.  Note for next year, arrive by 9.30pm. 😉

 SONG FOR PAUL

Motorhome, for sale or rent, rooms to let 50 cents, 

you got, Paul Brown as chairman now, 

Magnum PI, take a bow. 

Reputation for being late, he’s got a, lot of things upon his plate.

You’re a man of means, by no means, King of the road. 

Rubbish, of any type, waste products that smell quite ripe, 

He sells, black sacks and maybe brown, 

balers to squash it down. 

His clocks are set ahead of time, but he’s still late for dinner time.

You’re a man of means, by no means, King of the road. 

Paul’s obsessed, his grass should be, short, with lines and daisy free,

to his garden, he will invite,

friends to a barbecue night.

Beer, wine and  friendship freely flow, so if invited, you should go.

You’re a man of means, by no means, King of the Road.

Peanuts, he loves to eat, and chocolate that tastes quite sweet,

you’d think that he would beg, 

for an  M&M Easter egg.

But NO, he thinks the two don’t mix, and that got him in a fix. 

You’re a man of means, by no means, King of the Road.

Goodwood, a yearly trip, come on Paul get a grip,

your sense of fashion has clearly gone,

with your flat cap and jacket on,

Getting dressed in your flying suit, is tricky with size 11 boots.

You’re a man of means, by no means, King of the Road.

Pikey Paul travels far and wide, any excuse for a ride,

Portugal, Route 66,

soon Scotland will be in the mix.

Tangent wishes you luck as the Chair, and hope these old  men treat you fair. 

You’re a man of means, by no means, King of the road.