Dreaming of summer fields.
Posted: 29 Nov 2022, 17:25
Sitting miserably looking out of the window at the dark, cold, misty street. Full of cold, ibuprofen and sudafed 
dreaming of the glorious days that will come next year. Ponty, where the great and the good gather, with the air full of models, the waft of burnt diesel or glow fuel, or Old Warden, sleeves rolled up, sun hat on, winding a KK Gipsy, a vintage Morriset coupe, maybe even the old but reliable Senator. Settling down outside the camper with a glass of wine as the sun goes down, or batting back up the motorway, windows down, head full of inspiration and and ideas of what to build next.
Roll on summer..
dreaming of the glorious days that will come next year. Ponty, where the great and the good gather, with the air full of models, the waft of burnt diesel or glow fuel, or Old Warden, sleeves rolled up, sun hat on, winding a KK Gipsy, a vintage Morriset coupe, maybe even the old but reliable Senator. Settling down outside the camper with a glass of wine as the sun goes down, or batting back up the motorway, windows down, head full of inspiration and and ideas of what to build next.Roll on summer..