I n South Wales we are out on runs or attending events as soon as there is a glimmer of hope that Spring is in the air. This month we were out attending the Great Western Classic Car Show at Shepton Mallet on Saturday 9th Feb which is one of the earliest events in the show calendar. This was a well-attended show with many enthusiasts getting their cars out in the winter sun despite a few heavy showers. One shower in particular really caught a few out and one poor chap displaying a rolling project Sunbeam Alpine was seen actually knocking out the drain plugs in his footwell's to let the rain water out. The joys of ye olde toneau cover. The following day Sunday 10th February we attended the Triumph Spares Day at Stoneleigh. Unfortunately due to a clerical error we left without Paul G but he did catch up with us at the show and has been milking the apologies ever since. We filed past the hundreds of disappointed MG owners who had been lead to believe there were genuine spare available for MG's at the show. There were many bargains to be had and some really good quality parts available. We caught up with many old friends including Bernard from TSSC who was looking for Crazy George to sign autographs and do selfies on the club stand. Miky J, Rob, Ant, Bern and Myself carried our bag fulls of bargains back to the cars and after a late sweep of the show we headed back in daylight to Cardiff. Another great weekend out with the club. MUMBLES RUN 24 th FEBRUARY 2019 With the highly unusual but equally welcome Mediterranean weather of 20deg or more and the sun already warming our faces we gathered at the Two Arches CafÈ Pencoed at Junction 35 of the M4. As I arrived the Mafia Cortina getaway car was parked up and Crazy George was 'preparating' his immaculate 13/60 Convertible for the tops down journey west. He was pulling and hauling at his soft top and referring to chapter F section F of his owner's manual. "That's it" he exclaimed in frustration "I can't be bothered with this stupid roof I'm selling the car and buying a Mustang" The Monmouth Mafia Mike and John were looking on from the CafÈ window with much amusement as Mals per hour and Stephen the Hammer pulled up in The Mystery Machine. Rob and Pete arrived in Ruby their 13/60 convertible as George started eying up their immaculate hood for spares to replace the random bits he had ripped from his own. Bern arrived in his TR4A which was running well as always as Eddy and Mo arrived in their 13/60 saloon. The car park was pretty full by now as Paul G and Dotty arrived in their Vitesse Convertible and Gwyn,Tim and Babs in the immaculate Dolly. Mike the Cake arrived concluding our turn out in his Triumphant Blue oval ST sporting more noise than power. We got our various McCoffee's and were soon underway in the most welcome Indian Spring west towards Swansea. George decided to test his engine ad gearbox and was soon tangling with Beemers and Jags in lane three much to the disbelief of various Sunday morning boy racers. As we pulled off Fabian Way into the McDonalds we did a lap of the car park to see if anyone was waiting however there were no further takers, so we proceeded on towards the Mumbles. Tim in the Dolly led the convoy to the first car park on Bracelet Bay where we parked up and paid our parking fee (Protection Money). It was then off to the Pier cafe for some fine late breakfast or early dining, the food and service has been consistently top quality for the past 6 years. We enjoyed our full Welsh breakfast which comes with a free hint of the previous evening's fish and chip menu which is actually weirdly pleasant. Chris and his family joined us to catch up on the progress of his full body off GT6 restoration which Bern is carrying out at GB Classics. George had to leave early and was followed shortly by Bern in his TR4A. The remainder of our party went for a stroll and a catch up and natter near Bracelet Bay in the beautiful spring sunshine. It was soon time to make tracks back home and we headed back through the busy Sunday traffic around Swansea. We were soon back on the M4 east and Paul and dotty were in my rear view mirror more or less all the way back. With a toot of the horn I left the motorway and headed for Cardiff and was home in time for the Rugby. As I pulled up in the driveway and hauled myself out of the Spit my daughter commented "What you lack in elegance in getting out of your Spit is definitely made up with determination Dad" Thanks to all those for braving the Welsh Summer and making it a great day out.
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