Simon's Blog

Up ahead, looking down on us from the  banks on either side of the road  is a small gathering of spectators, and someone with a yellow flag indicating for us to halt. It's late afternoon in early September and this is the last ‘stop-and-restart’...

From the age of 12 my eldest daughter, Charlotte, has been taking part in car trials as my navigator,  and almost from the very start she has cast envious eyes on those other competitors who took part in a certain model of air cooled German origin....

Last year we were all careful to find shade and drink gallons of water at the CLASSIC NOSTALGIA event at Shelsley Walsh Hillclimb. It was supposed to be the “hottest day on record” and so on. We would all  expire from heat exhaustion, spontaneously...

In June we said goodbye to Chris Davis, a good friend and a gifted artist, at a touching and off-beat celebration in Worcester.  

It was four years since we were last at Prescott hillclimb with the bookstall. Covid lockdowns and other lesser hurdles got in the way of an earlier return. But finally , this spring, we were back…well here I was, as my faithful assistant of recent years,...