.... it was this one, Plymouth being home turf (well, Salcombe, actually, but the beer's all good). Heck, if Ewings could make it from New Zealand ... sorry, chaps. Anyway, by all reports this was a weekend of high humour, raucous ribaldry and impressive imbibement. And suede shoes. Colin Darch gets the star prize but for reasons that can't be explained in a public forum.

Here's more of it. You can make up your own captions!

They do look chirpy, don't they? There were twenty five keen souls this year. Next year will be 'Oop North' again, by all accounts, so here's to 2005!



"Wherever they went, there they were" - Anon.