Vintage Car Rally.

This immaculate Triumph Vitesse was was one of the cars where we could say ‘we had one of them.’

Marigold Says…

We went to a vintage car rally on the weekend. Lots of old cars, which I like, and strange people, who I like even more. We were talking to an old man with an MG older than himself who said he only used it in cooler weather as the seats smelt of urine in hot weather. I don’t know whether he meant his own urine or a previous owner, but I stopped stroking the leather upholstery very quickly.

Next to him were a biker couple with a bull terrier who were lovely and we chatted to them for ages. The dog loved riding in the sidecar and they have been all over the country.

I found a 1930s caravan, made for a travelling family, and spent a while trying to persuade the owner to sell it to me. ‘Where would we put it?’ G asked. I don’t bother with such unimportant details, it was fab. Anyway, he wouldn’t sell it to me.

Marigold loved this 1930s caravan. She tried to persuade the owner to sell it to her.b

No, still not interested in selling.

But, but, but I really, really want it…

Cornish Bananarama
Three women were screeching on a stage, we couldn’t make out the tune or the words as the speakers were so crackly. They were middle aged, very keen, unsuitably dressed and couldn’t dance in step or sing a note. Some people were clapping. Must have been the local deaf association on an outing.

There were some really odd people around and they all seemed to have some connection to steam engines. One man said he had spent thousands of pounds restoring a sort of little train over many years and it was now finished.

‘So, what do you do with it now?’ I asked.

He gave me a funny look and said, ‘ I look at it. Sometimes I start it up and listen to it.’ I don’t think I am suited to restoring little steam engines. I went and got an ice cream instead.