Four GoodGym Yorkies (and friends) met up for a night at the Poppleton Beer festival.

It was an eventful evening for buses - Tim's bus broke down half way to its destination and Mitch arrived about an hour late after getting on the wrong bus, settling down for a nap and waking up in Stamford Bridge. By the time he got to us about an hour later, he was more than ready for a pint or three. They would have been better off running there!

Several reasonably priced and delicious beers later, the band started playing music that reminded us all of being at a ceilidh. We got up to bust out our best ceilidh style moves, much to the delight of the surrounding beer drinkers (one of whom later complimented us on our 'dance moves' at the bar).

All too soon last orders were called- Tim and Mitch boarded their bus home (noone's heard from them since so who knows where they ended up) and the rest of us walked. Paul's friend, Jamie was having trouble walking straight, but they soon discovered that he could run in a straight line, so Paul even got a nice workout on the way home.