Octagon January, 2017
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morning tea with magnificent views while we<br />
hitched a ride home courtesy of the RACQ.<br />
When requiring to call the RACQ we realised<br />
that we couldn’t find the phone. So there was a<br />
trip back to RV2 to find it. Mark and Jan Rouse<br />
who live in the area beat us back and found it<br />
where we thought we had lost it. They invited us<br />
back to see their new home for a cold drink and<br />
check out their MGA Roadster Restoration. Lyn<br />
has vowed to stick to taking photos and leave<br />
the driving to David in the future. David assures<br />
me it wouldn’t have made any difference if he<br />
had been driving and I know that but I wouldn’t<br />
have lost the phone if I could just stick to taking<br />
photos.<br />
Sun 27 Nov - MGCCQ (Bundy Crew) Run<br />
Report by Gary & Meryl Duncan<br />
It was with a little trepidation that we, as run<br />
organisers for the day, waited in the carpark at<br />
the front of Dallarnil State School with our ears<br />
trained on a bend that leadsinto town on the Isis<br />
Highway listening for the familiar sound of an<br />
MG note or two. The weather of the previous<br />
day had been well short of friendly for the<br />
activities proposed for the day of the run and<br />
for people who treasure their cars, especially<br />
the ones who like to go topless. We feared that<br />
the roll-call would find that a few had chickened<br />
out. A couple had, but had been replaced by<br />
two Mazda MX5s transporting four prospective<br />
new members almost restoring us to the 100%<br />
expected roll up.<br />
As the contingent which had travelled from its<br />
meeting place in Bundaberg, swelling slightly<br />
along the way, arrived they found some of our<br />
Woodgate members and ourselves waiting<br />
for them, the 23 people in 12 cars displaying<br />
a variety of expressions on their faces. Most<br />
exhibited the joy they felt at being out and about<br />
with their mates in the cars that they love, but a<br />
good proportion of the faces said “at last we’re<br />
here. Now where’s the dunny?” The bad news<br />
was that they still had to keep their legs crossed<br />
for another 14 kilometres until we arrived at<br />
the Lions Park in Biggenden for a welcome<br />
smoko break. Welcome, that is, after scanning<br />
the area, looking for the little blue signs with<br />
white stick men and stick ladies that you see<br />
on the walls of small buildings in such places of<br />
course.<br />
Our newly refreshed group of 27 people in 14<br />
cars then took in a leisurely lap of the thriving<br />
metropolis of Biggenden before heading for the<br />
hills, so to speak. We skirted around the town<br />
in a large anticlockwise arc on narrow bitumen<br />
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The <strong>Octagon</strong> - <strong>January</strong> <strong>2017</strong>
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