Hoon Hols

 

There comes a time but once a year, when every hoon will raise a beer, and with song & verse they'll seek, to celebrate their workless week...

Take me to the Hoon Banter Board

Take Me Home!!

Hoon Holiday 2001

 

 The Norfolk-ing Way

News of the hoons' 5th holiday reached Norfolk even before the hoons had set foot in the county. Roving reporter Gemma Johnson brought us the news:


"Panic has broken out in the sleepy seaside town of Hunstanton this week as
townsfolk prepare for the decent of dozens of drunken hoons.

After months of preparation, Hoonstock 2001 is due to begin this weekend. Previous years have seen hoons rampaging across the Devon countryside and even venturing abroad for weeks of solid steaming and this year sees the turn of Norfolk.

As bars and public houses across the county restock, a beer shortage is imminent. The police have been warning locals to remain inside their houses and not venture outside unless it is absolutely necessary.

Although this momentous event is
predicted to boost the Norfolk economy, there is also a downside. Raucous singing, expletives and basically hoonish behaviour have been known to shock, maim and even turn previously sensible citizens to alcohol.

A pair of particularly inebriated hoons went so far as to turn to violence during the unforgettable Hoonstock 2000."


Show me The Norfolk-ing Way

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hoon Holidays Past

 

 The Canal Holiday

The history of hoon holidaying began in 1997, when 10 hapless Bristol folk happened upon a quite glorious holiday idea. All poor of pocket, & late in booking, they stumbled upon a man renting Barges for a piffling thousand pounds...

Grounded, flooded, broken & burnt

 

 Devon Cliffs

A year on and still without pots to piss in (although with an interesting sideline in piss in pots), the Bristol steamers sought some cheap & cheerful fun in Devon. In this unlikely Haven, the hoons were surprised when their Cripplecocks attracted all manner of Chicks…

Show me the honey!

 

 Porthean Hotel, Cornwall

The numbers had grown, the stomachs even more-so. A fine collection of hoons basked in Sauna & Jacuzzi, and drank the Glory dry. The quaint hamlet of St Agnes provided the backdrop for some quite splendid steamery…

Ambulance? With one good leg? Puh!

 

 The Portuguese Phenomenon

Ferrino, Ferrino the loving latino - the inspiration behind our first expedition abroad was unable to make an appearance, but was definitely there in spirit. Hoons from Bristol, Bath, Stoke, Southampton & Sandy made this a feast for hoon gatherings.

Half a rubber?

 

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