Post by Penguin45 on Aug 11, 2014 19:43:44 GMT
This was at Gaydon over the 9th and 10th of August. Sunday was somewhat spoiled by Hurricane Bertha making an appearance for the morning.
Saturday saw a gang of us down at the Coventry Transport Museum.
I last came here some 20 years ago at the old buildings. The museum has changed beyond all recognition and is now in a beautiful setting. It has a "Coventry-centric" theme and reflects Coventry's place at the centre of the British motor industry from the very early days. Well worth a visit.
Saturday night at the Antelope in Lightbourne. I'm sure they were having a little chat......
Sunday at Gaydon.
It was rather wet. But things were afoot in the club tent - tea, coffee and bacon and egg butties in abundance. And:
Yours truly enjoying a few minutes chat with Harris Mann, designer of the last Wolseley of all, the 18/22; also known as the Princess. Jonesy, you are allowed five minutes of insane jealousy.
The spots and streaks are rain coming through the roof. He's an absolute gent is Mr Mann and was willing to chat with everyone who approached him. Quite a fascinating insight into BL at the start of the 70's.
At 1pm, the rain finally eased off and I found 'Crabs amongst the huddled masses of Wolseleys.
Ahctog1's Edwin.
NickRS's red one.
Alan's black 18/85 with a Six front.
Lovely green 18/85. Spent a lot of the weekend chatting with the fella and didn't get his name...........
And Eugenie.
So five out of the thirty were 'Crabbers - we're obviously hardy stock.
Here's the rest.
Horace the 6/110 hearse. He decided to be a very naughty boy and tiddle fuel everywhere. We fixed him.
The other sort of 18/85.
Conrads beautiful 6/110. I had a ride in this on Saturday morning - I could be lured away by the prospect of driving around in a leather armchair.
Black and white Ealing crime capers, anybody?
And a wandering Oxford.
Mudlark. Fortunately the ground didn't give way, so it didn't get pressed into service.
The curators rolled out No. 1 to the doors of the entrance of the museum, so she was the first car that visitors came across. I think we forgave them for not taking it outside.
Great shame about the weather, but the souls who turned out seemed to enjoy themselves with a good spot of "Dunkirk Spirit". Next year, the sun will shine. I order it.
Chris.
Saturday saw a gang of us down at the Coventry Transport Museum.
I last came here some 20 years ago at the old buildings. The museum has changed beyond all recognition and is now in a beautiful setting. It has a "Coventry-centric" theme and reflects Coventry's place at the centre of the British motor industry from the very early days. Well worth a visit.
Saturday night at the Antelope in Lightbourne. I'm sure they were having a little chat......
Sunday at Gaydon.
It was rather wet. But things were afoot in the club tent - tea, coffee and bacon and egg butties in abundance. And:
Yours truly enjoying a few minutes chat with Harris Mann, designer of the last Wolseley of all, the 18/22; also known as the Princess. Jonesy, you are allowed five minutes of insane jealousy.
The spots and streaks are rain coming through the roof. He's an absolute gent is Mr Mann and was willing to chat with everyone who approached him. Quite a fascinating insight into BL at the start of the 70's.At 1pm, the rain finally eased off and I found 'Crabs amongst the huddled masses of Wolseleys.
Ahctog1's Edwin.
NickRS's red one.
Alan's black 18/85 with a Six front.
Lovely green 18/85. Spent a lot of the weekend chatting with the fella and didn't get his name...........
And Eugenie.
So five out of the thirty were 'Crabbers - we're obviously hardy stock.
Here's the rest.
Horace the 6/110 hearse. He decided to be a very naughty boy and tiddle fuel everywhere. We fixed him.
The other sort of 18/85.
Conrads beautiful 6/110. I had a ride in this on Saturday morning - I could be lured away by the prospect of driving around in a leather armchair.
Black and white Ealing crime capers, anybody?
And a wandering Oxford.
Mudlark. Fortunately the ground didn't give way, so it didn't get pressed into service.
The curators rolled out No. 1 to the doors of the entrance of the museum, so she was the first car that visitors came across. I think we forgave them for not taking it outside.
Great shame about the weather, but the souls who turned out seemed to enjoy themselves with a good spot of "Dunkirk Spirit". Next year, the sun will shine. I order it.
Chris.
