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Walkhamton Village Fayre 2015

With so many of these events being weather dependant and with a few being cancelled this year because of adverse weather, curtains were drawn in trepidation, but worries were
unfounded and the weather was lovely. Expecting a good turnout for the day, Del and I arrived, what we thought was early, but we were already beaten by John Holt in his
splendid Midget. As the morning progressed we were joined by other members of the club with a final turn out of 6 Members. This was a good number considering that this event clashed with the Riviera Run, and those who like to put miles on their engines would
obviously prefer that to a village fayre.
Apart from our club members there was a really good display of cars ranging from a 1935 Swift right up to modern Jaguars and the regular Aston Martin which is still looking as beautiful as ever. In fact the best car in show was won by the 1935 Swift, a car which was virtually original, with only a couple of the wooden panels having been replaced. It is still being used on a regular basis and is often requested as a bridal car, although the owner did admit that the size of the wedding dress and, in some cases the people themselves, was a limiting factor!! The 2 Jags Swinburnes, as they are now affectionately known, took pride in displaying, not only their lovely Midget, but also the 2 Jaguars which they have recently acquired. One, a beautiful maroon XK8 convertible with cream interior, is Tony’s “toy”, which won 2nd place in the Best in Show Competition, and Wendy has the more sedate, but equally luxurious XF.
Once coffee had been consumed we all took time to visit the various stalls, watch the “wellie throwing contest”, smashed a few plates and then visited the BBQ and beer tent!! Soon it was time for the afternoon entertainment, with a Dog Show of various categories and a Falconry Display by Dartmoor Hawking. One of the categories of the Dog Show was the best puppy. A gorgeous brown, woolly “Cockerdoodle” was being displayed. I thought initially that it was a cross between a Parrot and a Poodle (which caused me some
consternation), but gladly I was assured that it was a cross between a Cocker Spaniel and a Poodle. This was a beautiful dog, but, although it attracted a lot of interest before the show, it only came 3rd! Something wrong there. The Falconry Display was something that I hadn’t seen at this Fayre before and proved to be very popular. Three birds were displayed separately, a Barn Owl showing it’s totally silent flight, an Eagle Owl, which even its owner admitted was a bit thick, and a Bald Eagle which, unfortunately was not allowed to fly freely because of it had a penchant for dogs and small children!! Apparently this very bird had in fact taken a small deer, and looking at its talons I could see how that was possible, even though it is mainly a fish eater. A fiercesome looking bird, I must say that if I had it on my gloved hand I would have kept its enormous beak a little further away from my ear.
All too soon the clouds were gathering overhead and things were starting to be cleared away. The Raffle kept most people until the end, but eventually, with groans of not having won anything we all returned to our cars to wend our weary ways home. As we left
Walkhampton, the first drops of rain fell, but by the time we got to Yelverton it was lashing down. Thoughts of getting the car tucked up nice a dry were soon dispelled, but
nevertheless we had been very lucky with the weather all day and the event was a success.
Tony & Del
Mount Edgcumbe 2015

With the forecast looking reasonable for Sunday, Alison and I decided we would attend the show. We hadn’t been for a few years so were quite looking forward to going. Arrangements were made to meet Pam and Neil on New Passage Hill, just before the Torpoint Ferry waiting zone. Typically we found ourselves rushing to the meeting point and we found ourselves being closely followed by a classic Rover 2000. As we took a sharp left turn into New Passage Hill so did the Rover. We both did a three point turn and the driver said with a laugh. ‘’That will teach me to follow other cars’’. With a wave to Pam and Neil to follow, we headed onto the waiting ferry. With the meet and greet held on the ferry and after conferring on the route to be taken to the show, Neil and Pam took the lead. Millbrook was the usual bottleneck and we had to really squeeze in close to let three lorries edge past laden with portaloos. Worryingly they were heading away from Mount Edgecumbe. I did wonder if the organisers had forgotten to pay the bill for the loos. Oh well there were lots of trees to hide behind, so not to worry. On arrival we were directed down towards the lower end of the field where the MGs were being mustered. Driving down we passed Tony and Wendy’s Midget parked up in a completely different area. Parking up we found Ron Cory’s MGZS and Roger Grace’s Midget already in the row of MGs. Disembarking, our thirsty dog Jack spotted Roger filling up Hooch’s water bowl and made a beeline for it, downing it in one. We were soon joined by John and Paddie in their Magnette and also their daughter Vanessa who was driving Keith and Sally’s MGB for the day. Pam and Neil’s yellow MGZR 160 was looking absolutely superb and was gleaming in the sunshine. A credit to all the hours Neil had spent fettling it to get it just right. It wasn’t too long before Tony and Wendy finally drove down to park up with all the other MGs. So that was a total of seven club cars on display. Both Ron and Roger’s cars were displaying ‘For Sale’ signs. Hopefully they will both be staying in the MG fold but sadly I think Ron is being tempted towards other makes. John and Paddie’s Magnette attracted lots of attention and the youngsters in particular loved the toy dog sprawled on the roof as they clamoured to try and stroke it. I expect the sticky fingerprints will eventually wash off the paintwork. The show was well attended by lots of different makes of cars and their respective clubs were also well represented. Military vehicles, trucks, camper vans and even a Leyland bus completed the four wheeled vehicles on display.
The Subarus were certainly out in force and their young drivers were out to impress all and sundry. You had to admire their gleaming, spotless cars and it was obvious that no expense was spared, particularly under the bonnet. They did however persist in the revving- up of their engines. This certainly wore a bit thin after a couple of hours, but at least they were happy. Bless!Motorbikes and scooters were also out in numbers. They were very reminiscent of the ‘Mods and Rockers’ era, from 1964. Age has now taken its toll and they are now able to park alongside each other and talk about ‘the good old days’ without trying to kill one another. For musical entertainment we had a ‘Silver Band’ expertly playing away. In addition, a ladies ‘Steel Band’ were letting off steam and bashing away in gay abandon. I did wonder what their practice nights were like and where they took place. Still, better than hitting the kids I suppose. Plenty of stalls abounded and the majority were involved in providing food. You were spoilt for choice but the stall cooking Paella looked particularly appetising. The queues for an ice cream were unrelenting in the sunshine. So that was one pleasure we passed on. Neil managed to put his mechanic skills to good use and helped out a couple in their MGBGT which was leaking petrol in the engine bay. They had only had it for five days and were very grateful of his help and were hopeful that they would make it home. All too soon we were packing up to make our way home. It had been a lovely day out and one to be repeated. I know that Neil and Pam were going home via the Tamar Bridge but we took the Ferry and surprisingly the queue wasn’t too bad.
Oh! Nearly forgot to mention and to put your minds at rest……… the show was well served with loos after all.
Alan & Alison
Last Supper Run of 2015

As we gathered at the meeting point on Roborough Down amongst the gorse and the ever hopeful ponies, there was an aura of excitement about Val and Ade who were organising the pre supper run. We soon found out why. The navigator from each car was taken to one side by Val and given the colourful and intricate route instructions; each one had a unique number at the top. Drivers were then called by Ade to take a card from a bag upon each was a number and, hey presto, whichever navigator had your number on their route instructions, became your navigator for the evening. Great fun. We all had a new navigator for the evening, even Alan and Clive, who had actually picked out Alison and Wendy, so they swapped anyway. There is no doubt that this scheme added extra excitement and interest to the evenings drive! We set off on a glorious sunny evening towards Yelverton and Princetown, turning off after Dousland towards Burrator Reservoir and then into Sheepstor, very much an isolated Moorland Village, with its very narrow roads. Our route took us over Cadover Bridge heading towards Lee Moor and down past the China Clay processing works on our way to Hemerdon. The road passes to the SW side of the Wolf Minerals mine workings, and it is incredible to see the amount of reddish soil that has so far been moved as the mine commences it operation to recover tungsten from surface mining. It is thought the mineral deposit will be exhausted in 20 years and the ground restored – I hope to be around to see that happen! We next negotiated the Plympton streets eventually arriving at the Brook Inn at St Maurice, the old centre of the town. The pub is a traditional English style inn with mock beams and dark wood tables and chairs, and that typical warm inviting atmosphere. By contrast, the dining room extension was bright and modern and 27 of us sat down to enjoy a delicious and generous supper. As usual, the conversation flowed freely and we drowned out the canned music and even the lone guitar player later in the evening. We had a great evening which was made even more enjoyable by the pairing of drivers and navigators. I know there were many lively in-car conversations during the drive and it was really good in getting to know fellow club members. Well done to Val and Ade – another triumph to add to the list.
Peter Lannin
Father Day Car Festival 2015 " Morwellham Quay"

Julie and I got up early as we were looking forward to spending the day with our friends surrounded by classic cars. We had arranged to meet on Roborough Down to form a convoy of MG's. Seven of us set off with Alan and Alison leading in their beautifully 1972 MGB Roadster and Ade with his daughter Emma noisily bringing up the rear in their resplendent red MGB V8 Roadster. Ade tells me that it could be quiet and economical but he just loves the roar.
Anyway we set of over Roborough Down via Denham Bridge where the roads soon took many a twist and turn. In fact it was not long before the roads changed from gloriously wide open to worryingly narrow with passing places only. The countryside flew by as Alan charged ahead. The approach to Morwellham was very steep and tested my servicing of the brakes to the full. Passed with flying colours (of course). The organisers had set out a large area for club members and we soon identified ourselves with the new club signs and flag. Morwellham itself is a monument to the Victorian era set in 200 acres on the extremities of the navigable part of the River Tamar and was once the greatest copper port in Queen Victoria's Empire. Today the village is maintained as a living working museum so that visitors can experience for themselves what life was like 150 years ago. It was therefore a wonderful setting for a classic car show.
Classic cars from all ages were in attendance from the early Fords and Morris' to a stunning examples of 1930 craftsmanship in the form of a 1934 Derby Bentley. This was the 'silent sports car' that resurrected the Bentley marque. Over 230 classic and vintage cars were on display with eleven separate clubs represented. The Tamar Valley stand attracted lots of interested visitors viewing our display of fine MG cars
including John Hunts beautiful black Magnette. The magnificent seven that had set off from Roborough were joined by 6 other club members and once again by Howard and Liz who we had met at the Heritage Transport Festival at Bodmin and we hope will soon join our club.
All in all we had a most enjoyable day. Congratulation to the organisers and staff for a
marvellous day out. This is growing into one of the more attractive and worthwhile events in our area.
Mike Wright
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