Having spent a week of nights driving around picking up fallen souls, I usually finish with a pint or two and a cooked breakfast in my local followed by a good wash and polish of one who is dear to me. Yesterday, because it was a bank holiday, the routine was upset by my better half being at...
This explains why I pigged out on custard slices over the weekend. I saw the inches going on to my waist line. To add insult to injury, they were shop bought and very poor quality.
I took a walk to my local car boot sale yesterday ( first time for everything ). http://www.classiccarbootsale.co.uk/
Amongst other hings there was a '55 Belair, a '56 Corvette, a classic street Alfa kitted out for racing Etc etc.
This was the start of the show for me, a '50's Humber, superbly...