I miss the Club of Clubs but then I've had an awful lot of Prosecco tonight
As the emporer in exile, I hereby vow that come next year's RRW, BNMAC will be the greatest ever car club (for people who have no mates) that has ever existed. We have a nice long run up to the event to plan, organise, produce and prepare.
Next time, we are going to behave like a proper club ought to behave. Not just driving up, parking up and then wandering off. We will organise a proper arrival time, and everyone has to attend our club's AGM on the stand, and bring something to contribute to the AGM, and each of us have to give a two minute presentation of our vehicle followed by a five minute negative criticism of it by other members. Before we depart the stand to enjoy ourselves everybody has to know exactly who all the other members are. Then and only then can we shuffle away throwing out suspicious sideways glances and avoiding each other for the remainder of the day.
I think we need club jackets. Really really boring jackets that don't suit any of us. We definitely need some club tat to give away. Having seen other car clubs providing free stickers and so on, we must have brown balloons, blank stickers, useless pen/torch/watch combos that don't work and which have BNMAC etched onto the barrel in the worse possible "wedding invite" typeface. We WILL HAVE cardboard scented air fresheners. We WILL have a newsletter and membership form that makes absolutely no sense to anyone at all.
I PROMISE YOU NOW, WE WILL BE THE BEST WORST EVER CAR CLUB IN THE WORLD.
Not only do I know somewhere that sells the greatest range of useless tat anywhere on the planet, which will have ceased to work long before you pay for it, but if I get a load of stuff and give it to PHLPost, it'll wind up as a pile of broken bits in the deepest recesses of Manila Central Post Office.