Monday, September 28, 2015
It's lunchtime at the Goodwood Revival
And that means sending Phil back to the car to fetch the picnic basket and a bottle of bubbly from the cool box.
Ooooh … little bundles tied up with string!
Bottoms up, chaps!
The mound by Lavant corner is a prime picnic spot …
… as this budding mechanic discovered.
Lashings of … er … un-ginger beer.
Friday, September 25, 2015
There's random and then there's just plain weird.
Who should turn up in the Goodwood paddock but the … er …
von Trapp Family Singers?
Deep breath … "Doh, a deer … etc."
And clothes made out of your granny's curtains.
Actually, they were pretty good, but the question remains … "What the fuck?"
Anyhoo … Once they'd doh'd the deer dead, they wandered off with the rest of us to watch the start of the vintage motorcycle racing.
Funny old thing, life …