YTC Blog

The great 25 meal event kicked off at my mum's on the 18th. Despite the cold weather we stayed true to our aim of doing it by motorbike and the XJ900 made the short 5 mile journey with us wrapped up.

It (the XJ) stayed, as we got drunk and blagged a lift back with Sarah and Richard who joined us in our feast of chicken and lamb, with all the proper trimmings.

Sarah and Rich hosted us for the 2nd round, on Sunday 30th November.

After a 1.5 hour night walk. we went home and got the bike (XJ again) and gingerly rode round to their place on the icy roads. All four of us squeezed into the front room and stuffed ourselves with 4 courses (the paella and pud were on the large side).

Afterwards we had to scrape ice of the bike before heading home.

23 to go

Hopefully all the cold ones will be close.

A bit of Deja vu, my sister opted to cook for us round at my mum's, so yesterday afternoon we bimbled over to partake in more food. It was a nice change for mum, banned from her kitchen while my sister did all the work.

I love beef.
We killed 2 bottles of wine, 2 bottles of bubbly stuff and and a bottle of Southern Comfort. Bike had to stay behind again .

No food photo this time, just the aftermath of my sister opening bubbly, and not pointing it away from breakable objects.

After a short new year break, we seem to be up and running again. The bike was left at home for the 1st time, not because of the weather but the fact we were picking up a large piece of furniture.

Once we arrived Chris and Jue popped a buffalo joint in the oven and kicked us out for a walk to the pub.

The pub was in Knaresborough, nearly 5 miles away. But well worth it for a decent pint. We cheated on the way back and grabbed a train, but still had about 3.5 miles to walk and non of us could be bothered with the 2nd pub on the crawl. So, back to the house for some excellent home made red pepper and chilli soup, the buffalo and home made ice cream (with some lemon meringue type thing) to finish.

Not forgetting the usual excess of wine . Jue did not tell Chris how much it cost until he had drunk it.

Back on the bike, well one of us, I had to follow on after Jean so got to play "eeny, meeny, miney, mo" for transport... and the XJ900 won again.

Jean's mum opted to take us to a nice little pub/restaurant in Irby. Jean won the "how much food is there on that plate!!" competition. As usual we bought the drinks, but went non-alcoholic on this occasion, as I won't drink and ride.

We retired to Jean's mum's for "pudding" of creme caramel ...mmmmmmm.. before bimbling home and toasting the evening with a glass (or two) of Aberlour.