Today my mother and I went to a vintage car fair. You’re probably wondering how a field full of automobiles could interest me, so much that I spent half my day looking at them. Clearly I have ‘better’ things to be doing, as I am always told, and should be using my time more wisely. But I decided to go out into the sun and enjoy another exotic cultural excursion – or to admire the art and craft of the automobile – even at such close proximity to home.
Here are a selection of photos from the day!
I was completely beguiled by everything. Unfolding bonnets and all sorts.
The size of the cars! (Yes, she looks like me; but no, this is not me.) The little blue one opens up at the front of the vehicle!
Wish we had a boot like this…
Having a wee chuckle at the engine?
Ho, ho, isn’t she a beauty!
This gentleman had his own vintage car, along with a working car-horn! According to the document in the wooden frame (below) his grandfather gave it to him.
Heaps of cars…
A very pungent stall, its toxic fumes smelt from miles away.
Me, clearly outshone by the attractiveness of the vehicles.
This elderly couple had just won 1st prize for their car! Everything about their look screams vintage; the pipe, the goggles, the lady’s real mink fur… Ahh!
My mother strongly encouraged me to have a burger; as if the pastoral surroundings gave the food more health benefits or symbolic importance.
Cars older than 100 years!
…And to finish, a personal favourite from the whole day. I later saw it speeding down the dual carriageway.
Hope you enjoyed my little adventure. Bed time now.
Wonderful things happening next week! Monday and Tuesday are rehearsals for the Edinburgh University Chamber Orchestra Budapest Tour. Then we’re off to Hungary for several days!
On that note, I shall see you in Budapest. Goodnight.