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A Little bit of Vintage

There is something about seeing vintage cars that makes me want to don a head scarf and pack my picnic basket, set off into the countryside for a spiffing time with jam sandwiches and lashings and lashings of ginger beer. In reality though I am sure you would have the top of the car down, your hair looking like you styled it on the 80’s fashion complete with bugs stuck to your teeth. This vintage car show I didn’t have a picnic, but a cuppa from a dodgy vendor, but hey it was hot which was the main thing, as that point in time I was rather cold. I had just been watching a bird display with Mr Bus, which was really good and interesting but just standing there in the open made me cold as there was no where to hide from the gusts of wind. We decided on a cuppa and headed off on the forest walk as we had seen most of what we had wanted to.
I did really enjoy looking around all the vintage cars etc. and also managing to find a Gilbern. This is a car that was made in Trefforest in South Wales and I thought that they would be unlikely to have one at the show, but to my pleasure they had one there that they had more or less saved from scrap. This was my hunt for the day and I found one. I decided anymore car shows I go to of this calibre this will be my objective, to hunt out the Gilberns.

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