I’ve always been interested in exhibitions and cavalcades of vintage vehicles, but, over the years, my attitudes have changed. First, it was ‘My Dad had a car like that once!’ Later, it became ‘I had a car like that once’.
Then, somewhat alarmingly, I came upon a lovingly restored, much cherished ‘classic’ (name withheld out of respect for its owner!) … ‘That was an absolute shed in its day! Biggest pile of crap on four wheels!’ … and I remembered talking my son out of buying a much-used one!
Now, very few people actually owned a bus, but the recent Anniversary Cavalcade still got the reminiscences flowing:
‘A child single to Wilton was sixpence, and I remember the conductor giving me hell when I paid him with a ten-shilling note!’
Of course, the ten-shilling note has long since been replaced by the fifty pence piece … and it’ll take more than one to get to Wilton these days.
Since I posted last week, I’ve had several requests for more pictures, so here they are. And, there’ll be video next week.