The Supercars of Goodwood
I’m not long back from a delightful day spent at the Goodwood Festival of Speed. It was my second time of going and for the second time, the sun shone all day long.
I’m not long back from a delightful day spent at the Goodwood Festival of Speed. It was my second time of going and for the second time, the sun shone all day long.
I’ve always had a fondness for the Red Arrows. I think it stems from when I moved schools as a young boy. My new teacher informed me I may see them fly past ocassionally as the team was, at that time, based at RAF Fairford, just a few miles from my school.
Here is Izzy, marching up the road pulling a case behind her. Is she leaving home? Going on holiday? Playing a game perhaps? No; she is dealing with the consequences of her father’s stupidity. There’s a bit of a story to tell here, so hold tight. Last week I spent a day at Goodwood Festival
How much thought do you give to the fuel you put in your family car? Let’s face it, sometimes it can be difficult to think about any more than the price per litre. Come on, I’m sure we’ve all pulled up at the pumps while on the school run with a car full of kids
What is this? Two flying racing cars? Or is it two cars performing a crazy stunt? I hope you’ll agree it’s a curious sight.