Jubilee Events

The weekend that everyone was waiting for had arrived!
The Queen's Jubilee was underway and the worst problem for us was to which event do we go?
Initially we had thought about Folkestone Air Show but the organisers wanted us to park in the precinct while the air show was on the Leas. You don't leave your beloved greenie in the precinct on its own while you wander off to view an air show!
I took a drive into town first thing to see how many members were there.
I met Colin Parker in his Napoleonic dress outside the shop above which he lives.
He had had a hard night as in the early hours, he was disturbed by the noise of some- shall we say- oriental/european gentleman- trying to steal the lead off of his roof! At the sight of Brown Bess -the musket, not his wife-they promptly done a runner and disappeared!
Arriving in the town precinct, I saw a despondent Steve with an Achilles tank.
The only military item on display! So I took a couple of photos and took my leave as I was to visit Throwley Fete in the afternoon.
Throwley Fete is held on the first Saturday in June each year and looking on the internet, I saw some guys in uniform and a Harley alongside other vehicles.
When I eventually found the place, I was the only MV there! I parked alongside four classic cars and that that was it! A nice little event with the usual country fete games and cakes!
The weather was superb and we just sat there in the sun perusing the locals who showed a lot of interest in the Jeep.
We left just after 5pm and took a lovely drive through uncharted roads in some beautiful Kent countryside.
Sunday broke with dismal weather as we made our way down to Haguelands Farm.
Due to the amount of events being held in the South East, this excellent venue did not have hardly any visitors on Saturday and even though they offered free admission on Sunday, the weather was awful deterring even the hardiest visitor.
Dave Berry's group were camped out on the field and, along with Chris and his Scammell, we lined up on the tarmac opposite the Bistro.
By mid-afternoon both of us had had enough and returned home to watch other people get wet watching the boats on the Thames!
On Monday I drove to Sellinge Steam Show to find that there were a few more MV's on display but the weather and the number of events had the same effect as with Haguelands.
Already a couple of the stallholders were breaking camp and there weren't that many to start with!
Not having my lunch with me, I decided to return home and get my gear ready for the following week's work. Apart from the sun on Saturday, it was a bit of a let down weekend which was 'rescued' by the superb TV coverage of Her Maj.
What a woman!
I found the whole coverage of the events very emotional and at times brought a tear to my eye.
And I don't mean the out-of- tune singing in the concert either!
Perhaps, eventually, the weather will pick-up and our events will bring the pleasure that they are supposed to.
I haven't chilled out around a camp fire at all yet!