For Vinomaker, this event is like stepping back in time for a day since many of these cars were commonplace to him growing up as an American teenager. For the English contingent, and there were nine of us, it was a crash course in America's love affair with the automobile. Any of these cars, with their copious amounts of shiny chrome, tail-fins, flared fenders and omnipresent hood ornaments, could have been a much drooled over centrefold in a glossy magazine.
The evening was spent celebrating a major family event. Some great wines were quaffed (which I hope to chronicle in future posts), much food was consumed, and those of us with a passion for all things chocolate were thoroughly satisfied. A good time was had by all.
Vroom, vroom!
Vroom, vroom!
11 comments:
Not arf!
What nice legs the man on your left has.
Thud: That was a lot of fun wasn't it?
Percy: You're back!
It was a very well attended event...so sorry, I don't know who the legs belong to. But now that you mention it they do look rather splendid.
i left my heart in the back seat of a 1966 camero....is that a song?? if was a very good day and night.
Monkey, if it's not a song already it should be.
What man on the left?
Percy...the legs apparently belong to me....are we on for a date?
WH: In the reflection, below the headlight, to the left of the photograph.
Oh I see. I hope Thud and Percy will be very happy together...
WH, I truly perish the thought!
It is the legs then, not the car, that's taking the limelight here.
I love both the car and the legs...but I guess it's Thud and Percy now so I better take the backseat (chuckle).
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