I like that picture of me. I'll trade you an autograph for the lad, Evan(?), and the picture for me.
Or had my fame degenerated into "some bloke I have met off the internet?"
I missed the raffle having arrived early and had just got my beer and was going for the food when OD, Oaky, Huggy, and their better halves, wifes not beer, turned up. The beer was good as was the burger.
The tractors weren't very old! The ploughed furrows were not too straight either, probably too much to expect at a beer fest!
Anyway a cracking ride with a little rain and an obnoxious wank panza pilot who objected to me riding on the road.