Kev's 50th Birthday.....

I have driven home tonight and given up a really good day out tomorrow, after all, you can't miss your mates 50th birthday can you, especially when he's buying you dinner on Saturday night, so i made the 152 mile trip home, hooked up my caravan to the BMW and drove another 20 miles ton the rally site, to wish him a happy birthday.

Mrs BM bought the cake, and Wendy (Kev's Wife) supplied the candles, not 50 as we are in a caravan and it would be a fire hazard wouldn't it with all those candles on, hahaha.
Only kidding Kev.

Were here in wet and windy Bromsgrove for the Guy Fawkes weekend, for people from a different country who are unaware of this ritual, we cerebrate the fact that a bloke named Guy Fawkes unsuccessfully tried to blow the houses of Parliament up with a sitting government, and the king at the time.
he was hung, drawn and quartered and all his body parts scattered to the four winds, mind you he did take a fair few days to die, you can't say us Brits were unskilled at torture, in those days we could have taught the world a thing or two about pain and how to inflect it.
I digress, mainly because i have drunk a really good bottle of Red wine and it's gone straight to my head.

Bonfire night, really was the 5th, but most do it tomorrow, Saturday, so we will be lighting the fire and letting of a few fireworks, before heading off to the pub.

Nighty night.