Sunday, March 28, 2010

 

Racing into summer.


It was perhaps fitting that we heard the results of this weekend's Grand Prix in the business home of Jack Fairman, one of the old school, amateur grand prix racers of the 1950s. He competed in 13 Grand Prix races and was for a short while teamed with Stirling Moss.
He combined his racing career with war time service and the family business in Horley - precision tool manufacturing.
The picture shows Jack, racing at Oulton Park.
He would have been amazed at the huge media circus which has become the world of today's motor racing scene. No doubt he would have been pleased with a British win in today's race in Australia.
We were, of course, not in a factory this morning. We were enjoying a relaxed, leisurely breakfast in Wetherspoons.
Wetherspoons bought the redundant building and have renovated tastefully, combining art deco with the idea that this was once an engineering factory.
The breakfast was a lovely treat after a disappointing trawl round the car boot sales.
What a shame that we backed off doing a longer trip today - we had thought of Fontwell and Chichester.
I had felt rotten yesterday evening - it was a migraine maybe combined with the symptoms of my over active thyroid; I didn't even realise these were symptoms of a problem two weeks ago!
So, we went to Dorking and Horley.
We wondered if we were going to meet Mike, the man who was supposed to be doing our floor yesterday.
He has a regular spot at Dorking for his stall.
But he was missing.
I wonder where he is and what might have happened to him.
Ringing his mobile still gets just the answerphone (or should I say voicemail?).
Bill has seen the Grand Prix at lunch time - already knowing the result of course.
I described things. I described almost all that I had bought this morning - 4 booklets, plus some things I already had, crested china and a mug issued for the 1947 Royal visit to South Africa.
I have prepared a meal - a Thai green curry (of sorts); Mam would not believe it is true Thai meal I am sure!
But we won't eat it until tomorrow.
After a Wetherspoon's breakfast we don't need much else all day.
We bought a lovely loaf of bread with whole walnuts in at Dorking and also an apricot and nut cake. We shall have afternoon tea - at 7 o'clock.
I shall settle down for The Antiques Roadshow and the last of the series of Lark Rise.
It feels to have been a long day. Well, it did start early.
But it seems to be light for so long today, having put the clocks forward.
Summer is a coming!

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