"Classic" Car Rally

Before cricket yesterday, I took myself off down the park to have a look at the East Midlands Classic Car Rally. Now when I was a kid, "Classic Cars" were what I envisaged to be those boxy Bugsy Malone type cars with wind up handles and running boards and an animal on the bonnet.

Nowadays, thanks to the  passing of time, a Classic car can now be a design horror like a 1980s Austin Maestro Van den Plas in excrement brown. You'd have maybe taken such a car if it was a prize on 3-2-1 but you wouldn't want to buy one.

However, there were some beautiful MGs, E types and Triumph Spitfires. My stepfather had one of  the latter when I first knew him.

He drove us to Scotland  with me on the non-existent back seat  with my two gerbils.

Si

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A Touch of Classy Interior

So, around on my travels recently - not today, I have been landlocked at work until the rain began at hometime - I came across a nice old car, a Singer Hunter, with a nice figurehead and glorious wooden interior, full of interesting looking knobs and switches.

It was sat outside the old Triple 3 garage, which when I was a child I thought meant that you could only have 3 cars in it at once so it wouldn't be much good for making money.

Perhaps they felt the same, because sometimes you can buy potted plants there in case you want to bring a green touch to your freshly MOT'd Toyota Yaris.

Diversification is where it's at!

Great car too.

nter

Vintage Rally Shenanigans

First up, what the hell is a shenanigan anyway? Sounds sort of Irish to me.

So, I had a really painful night, repeatedly awoken by these pretty sharp back spasms, and indeed they were still bothering me this morning. I rested up on bed all morning, and even then when I tried to go into town I was still having twinges, oh by jingo!

But the worst thing you can do with these sorts of conditions is to just lock yourself away in your bedroom. It's been a lovely day as well. So, I made sure I took pain killers, and rode into town, and to the library, and made sure I moved around. Eventually I was able to get about ok.

Just about.

So, later on I decided to have another potter, and got into town to see what appeared to be a stopover point for some kind of vintage car rally. Three small, shiny and extremely noisy little vintage sports cars, complete with older folk who looked pretty much like the sort of folk you'd expect to see driving such a car, were sat being admired by the townsfolk.

Two of them were GNs, which apparently is a "cyclecar" type light sports car from the 1910s-20s, powered by V twin cyclinder engines. Made in Hendon and Wandsworth, London, they were apparently very popular models at the time, although not if you lived next door to one, I fancy.

Not exactly milk floats in terms of noise level. But a lot of fun to drive, I'll wager.

Si

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