’Twas on a Sunday morning
The thirteenth of July An intrepid group of
NACCers
Came ‘buzzing’ slowly by.
They started at the Motor Fair
In sunny Maldon town; Thirteen all told, they
made their way
Along, and up, and down.
They visited the factory
In Tiptree, where they make The famous jam, and
there they had
A cream tea, or a cake.
Some braved the ‘Maldon mountain’
As home they made their way To collect their
plaque and pot of jam!
The end of a perfect day.
To make sure they came back safely
We had Emma to keep track; She counted them all
out
And she counted them all back!
We had a raffle also
In aid of charity, Oh, by the way, along the
route
Some were overtaken—by a bee!
The chrome on Honda Goldwings
Had a dazzle that we lacked But we don’t care,
we enjoyed the fair
Even though we ended up NACCered.
First published: October 1997