Dearest Dumball Legends,
And there it is—after two decades, the final Dumball has officially driven its glitter-covered wheels across the finish line. From the emotional send-off at Chiddingstone Castle, serenaded by the UK’s number one Boyz II Men tribute act (obviously), all the way to our sunny, slightly teary final farewell in Mallorca, you’ve made this last ride utterly unforgettable. If you didn’t get a mention at the closing party, that didn’t mean you weren’t a crucial piece of the Dumball puzzle…without anyone of you there the whole jenga tower of silly madness would have collapsed.
Heartfelt congratulations to Fireman Sam—Alan, Michael, and Theo Jianikos—who overcame a car-losing start, heroically caught up overnight, and defied all odds to claim the coveted Spirit of Dumball Monkey. True Dumball legends!
Who could forget the impeccable Green Squadron, led flawlessly by Thunderbloke 2, who transformed motorway lay-bys into gourmet BBQ hotspots? Massive kudos also to Tee Time Twats, Justice League, Jungle Berk-Insurrection, Blues Brothers Bluesmobile, Team Wolf, and The A-Team for joining the feast, and winning the challenge trophy along the way.
Then there was the magnificent Yellow Squadron, whose reigned glorious Big Banana and Tiger King-themed chaos across Europe, dazzling and confusing locals and Dumballers alike. Hats off to you fruity animals—your commitment was fierce alongside your comrades Putt Pirates 2025, Cunning Stunts, Comme d’habitude, Barbie and Ken’s, Cyberpunks, Daft Punks and Cousins of Ken.
Red Squadron, led by Dumb ‘n’ Bass, treated us to nightly disco magic in hotel car parks, supported in style by the Dead Happy Crew, Carbie, Deutsch Britisches Freundschiff, Bed Knobs, Bus Wankers, Cars in their Eyes — and let’s not forget Gods of Dumball, who delivered their hilarious smoking car prank, momentarily raising blood pressure levels across the rally. Destination? Optional. Dancing? Absolutely mandatory.
Ragin’ Horn’s inflatable lifeboat turned out, hilariously, to be seaworthy—bobbing gently around the Mallorca hotel pool, much to the delight (and envy) of the entire White Squadron: Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, Cobalt Cavaliers, Los Tres Hongos Locos, Justice Patrol, Dumball gOldies, Fred and Wilma in retirement, and Dadda Mia!
Orange Squadron, expertly captained by Rebel Scum alongside Coast Busters, Se Swabian Squadron, the lycra clad Tour de Lunsar, Net Zero Heroes, the anti-socially loud Bass Bandits, and Team Out Run featuring the irrepressible Neil whose curated sassy outfits bedazzled Europe.
Purple Squadron’s Ragin’ Horn Too kept spirits buoyant (in Anita’s own special way), bolstered by the tireless enthusiasm of The Dubplate Drivers, Harvey’s go Bananas, TEAM TCT, Friends – The Last One, Tres Monkeys, Harvey’s go Bananas and the marvellous Circus Crew who brought joyful spectacle to every stop—magnificent additions to Dumball folklore. Somewhere along our trail, one team mysteriously vanished. Have the Geordies found quieter pastures as toll-booth operators or embraced mountain solitude? The Dumball legend lives on.
Huge applause and salutes to our beloved Blue Squadron—led valiantly by Dumball One, whose plucky MG defied coolant crises to triumphantly (if somewhat miraculously) reach Mallorca. A special shout-out to Ragnarök, Inter National Lampoons, Quick Finishers, Clitoris Allsorts, the Aussie crew: Top Gun Goose, Maverick, and Priscilla, Queen of the Dumball – especially Florian (Floz) Geier who handled his fancy dress with impeccable flair and elegance.
Throughout the entire journey, the legacy of Dumball legend Adam Horn and his (silly silly) mates shone through brightly, reminding us all of what Dumball is truly about. And a special, heartfelt mention to dearly missed Dumballer Tony Bosley, whose ashes were scattered with boundless love at our Mallorca after-party. Enormous thanks to Mel, Matty, and Vince for bringing Tony along for one final Dumball adventure.
Most importantly – together you have now raised an astonishing £205,200.13 (and still climbing!) for War Child and Teenage Cancer Trust, propelling Dumball’s total fundraising beyond all expectations. Shout out to winners of the Grand Master Cash award the Blues Brothers… and everyone who smashed their targets. You are all genuinely amazing.
Congratulations once again to every Dumballer—our fundraising heroes, fancy-dress legends, breakdown champions, navigation maestros, and everyone who gave heart, soul, and questionable taste to make this event unforgettable.
Quick practical reminder: If you parted with your trusty Dumball vehicle at the Mallorca Recycling Centre, don’t forget to notify the DVLA. Simply write with your name and address, vehicle registration number, make and model, date of disposal, and scrapyard details (Mallorca Recycling Centre, Palma, Illes Balears, Spain) to:
DVLA
Swansea
SA99 1BD
We’ll be in touch again soon with something special to share with Dumballers past and present. (No, it’s not another Dumball, promise—but it will definitely make you smile.)
From everyone at Dumball HQ — a heartfelt, confetti-coated thank you. Whether this was your first Dumball or your twelfth, you’ve contributed to our legacy of… well its kind of hard to describe, but you’ve been now… so you get it. Here’s to you all — the glorious heroes of Dumball.
For the last time: remember, it’s not about being there… it’s about getting there.
With admiration, love, and spectacular gratitude,
Dumball HQ x
P.S Please send us your most special dumball stories and pictures from across the years to us at info@dumball.org We’d like to collate as many as possible for future posterity.
