Morocco 2023

Malaga 30 April 2023

The great Fox migration in the year of our lord 2023 came to a climax yesterday. The Foxes came from all parts of the land to partake in a special pilgrimage to Morocco.

The Gibster, having lost a lot of weight, travelled to Malaga Spain, via London. Having regard to his lithe figure, he was invited to increase his carry on luggage. Russ had flown in to Malaga via London, necessary, having regard to his participation in the theatre scene of London. Boxy had managed to contrive a tax deduction for his flight to Malaga by attending a business conference in Paris where he knew absolutely no one. Notwithstanding, was asked to give the keynote address on the mating habits of a pil pil. Mike, having recently secured, a cabinetmaking business, delayed his flights as long as possible. Accordingly, he was knackered by the time he arrived. He was panicking that in his absence, Misella would restructure the business. He started checking out return flights! Singo had already set up camp in Malaga three days prior to the commencement of the pilgrimage to ensure he was in perfect physical condition (he is the Senior member of this group) prior to the onset of the forecast copious drinking sessions.

The initial meeting of the foxes occurred at a Taberna adjacent to the great Malaga Cathedral and Bishop’s palace. Typically, the first meeting is quite rowdy and accompanied by a substantial number of bottles of Albernino. Following attempted demonstrations of Flamenco dancing by Singo & Boxy, the meeting was called to a conclusion at 5 pm. As a post script to the meeting, it was noted that certain members of the group had an inability to pour the wine evenly between team members ……and Boxy has been requested to attend a remedial class.

The Foxes adjourned to their accommodation near Malaga airport. Adequate but not inspiring. We met our two tour leaders, Hanna and David, and received the appropriate instruction (including no phones at dinner). I feel an uprising before we even sit on our bikes. Foxes will not be told! We were also provided with a branded T-shirt (likely to combust if placed near an open flame), a lanyard and a neck chief.

The rest of the day was dedicated to further drinks, a token presentation to Gibster for his organisational skills in managing to rollover this event for 4 years, rearranging our bags and a light dinner at the hotel. The planes fly very close overhead and sleep before 11 pm and after 6 am is impossible.

Can’t wait for tomorrow.