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| Cold morning. |
It
was a dull, wet, cloudy and cold November morning when I ventured out
doors for my walk. I covered myself up well with my new raincoat and
kept my phone in my pocket.
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| A wicker basket on the side |
When
I reached the High Street, I was delighted and surprised to see a
fleet of cars go past at a slow pace. They were not only slow, they
were noisy and quaint too.
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| A car more like a buggy |
They were vintage cars and were out on a
rally from London to Brighton.
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| A spare wheel on the bonnet |
The people in the cars were dressed in
their vintage best. There were interesting old wicker baskets tied at
the rear of some cars, while some had old leather suit cases kept
near the feet.
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| Cadillacs |
There
were wicker baskets attached on the sides of some cars to hold the
umbrellas. Most of the cars did not have any hood or covering.
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| No steering wheel. Car shaped like a horse drawn carriage |
Some
of them were shaped like horse drawn carriages. The brands were
distinct and different. There was a taxi too.
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| A taxi maybe of the 1940's |
Some did not have a steering wheel.
There was a rod on top of which was a handle which would steer the
car.
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| Brass lamps and wicker basket for umbrellas on the side |
There were two highly polished brass lamps in the front
and two highly polished brass lamps at the rear of the vehicle.
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| A penny farthing bicycle |
I
even spotted a penny farthing bicycle.
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| Brass & Polish |
I
do believe that one gets rewarded with memorable experiences when one
least expects them. These add delight to ones life. I was well
rewarded for my brave expedition out in the rain. The moral of the story is always keep a charged phone or camera handy, you never know when a delightful story is waiting just around the corner.
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| No steering wheel |
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| More like a phaeton than a car |
1 comment:
That was vintage Varsha.
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