A late entrant.

A late entrant in the support crew entries for the Southern Scotland Raid has had to be refused a position within the organisation. The poor thing could only imagine seven things to do with custard, and was unsure which was the business end of a torque wrench. Despite her protestations, I had to disappoint her. To hep her get over it, I invited her to the Curryttee Meating, but apparently she is too upset to attend. Pity. She could have got the beers in.
I'm sure you fine chaps will agree, a support crew that lacks knowledge of custard will not have the mental strength to see them through the challenges ahead.
She had her chance...