Lots of Classics at the farm shop

Four years ago, while advertising our VW clubs up coming show we attended the Windsor Farm Shop Classic Car Show. It was a damp day with a handful of cars on show and not many people. Kim was about five months pregnant at the time. Fast forward to today and we were back for the first time after spotting an advert for the show on FB. Rolling in through the gates in the queue at 11am the place was already heaving and we were ushered towards the back of the public carpark. Blagging it a bit we managed to park in the middle of the show instead with a pair of Minis for company. As we got ready to explore I chatting to a new camper owner, eager to pick up some tips and watched fellow camper owner Paul and family cruise in.





All set for the morning we set off with our friend Steve in tow, starting along the wall with some Rolls Royce and Bugattis. The owner of a 1935 20/25 Sports let Lily enjoy a bit of luxury.











Heading for the farm shop we sampled some orsum cheese before walking back to the shade near the camper for a picnic. The promise of an ice cream enough to get Lily round a few more cars.











With a tired Lily and Kim resting in the shade, the Steves went wandering through the lines, American muscle, British classics and some Italian stallions on show.









I found a comfy, if a little cramped seat in a TVR built when I was born. And we had a brush with the law at the Police car club display.













Heading back to the camper, we spied this brutal Vauxhall, a 7.5lt V8 hidden under the Freddy airbrushed bonnet.







Gathering the girls we got a tub of ice cream each to cool off again. Before Lily sampled some very expensive Silvercross prams. Fingers were babywiped very carefully so we didn't spoil the £250 childs toy!







After a final look round we decided to head off, the queue out as big as the one coming in and the surrounding roads filled with parked cars. A popular event that will hopefully learn from today and use its organising crew a bit better next time.

Steve.