Thanks to freebie tickets, Hubby and I took off yesterday to spend the day at Goodwood Festival of Speed. This is not what we usually do on a Thursday but it was a lovely distraction.
The festival we attended is held in the grounds of Goodwood House, a country house owned by the Duke of Richmond. The motor circuit was created by the 9th Duke of Richmond, Frederick Gordon-Lennox, in 1948.
This type of event is something totally new to us so we were intrigued as soon as we arrived to see what it was all about. First though, it was down to business, meaning lunch. The grounds are huge with a vast array of food vendors but we settled for the organic burger stand.
Happy with our burgers (they were delicious), we set off to drool (Hubby, not me) over the mind-boggling variety of cars on show.
First these beautiful American classics and surfin’ USA:
These old AA vehicles really took me back, especially this refurbished AA box. I’m sure a few of you will remember seeing these by the side of the road back in the day:
Then a few sport’s cars:
Not to mention these beautiful Ford Mustangs:
It was during this time that my somewhat diver-ish ways began to surface, although they were already on alert when I spied the champagne tent near the burger van. Perfect, I thought, for a lovely summer’s day. Obviously the only people buying it didn’t need to ask the price, as I did, which the barman coolly informed me was a mere £75 ($128).
“How about a glass?” I asked innocently. £14.75 ($25) for a glass (plastic at that) was my answer. Good job Hubby had already finished his burger, otherwise he would have choked on it.
Never mind. It didn’t take me long to find the next best thing: a nice glass of Pimms. So far so good. I put any thoughts of drinking bubbly out of my mind until we came across these:
The largest one would take up my entire garden and swallow up my little summerhouse, but what fun it would be to spend an afternoon in one with a nice bottle of fizz chilling in that ice bucket. Not sure about the TV though…
The race track is used for speed trials and some of the cars whizzing around throughout the day really moved, but there weren’t any super-duper race cars on show unfortunately.
They will probably be racing during the weekend but it was fun to stand by the hay bales and imagine we were at somewhere like, oh, I don’t know, Le Mans.
Talking of which, who can think of Le Mans and not think of Steve McQueen? I know I can’t. Some of you already know my feelings about the King of Cool from my post about my friend Clint (as in Eastwood).
This is what happens when certain movies are watched by an impressionable girl. I’m talking about The Great Escape, what else? I was doomed from the very start.
So it was only natural that I headed to my favourite pit stop of the day – this beautiful replica of the 1968 Ford Mustang GT used in his classic 1968 movie Bullitt:
Remember the iconic scene when Steve McQueen is chasing two hitmen in a Dodge Charger through the streets of San Francisco? Surely this is one of the coolest movie moments ever, exuding as it does the epitome of a man who knows his cars and a few other things besides.
If you can spare even one minute, that’s all you have to wait before you see the man himself:
Steve McQueen. Fast cars. My Pimms was dry. Then out of nowhere, I saw it. A restaurant, simply called: Seafood & Champagne. Oh why oh why hadn’t we seen this before our burger lunch? Still, considering that it cost £18 (about $30) for two burgers and a bottled water, it was probably just as well.
And then, my inner diva exploded. Dear friends, what did I see? Not only was it a vintage Airstream but it was loaded with French Champagne, Veuve Clicquot no less.
See here and know I do not jest:
As if this wasn’t enough, it was towed by a Ferrari. Of course it was.
Oh the possibilities!
I think this wonderful day out in the summer sunshine, catching the buzz of the day and enjoying a lovely time of R&R with Hubby has given me ideas above my station. Still, one can dream as I’ve said before, and I did mention as we trekked back across the fields that perhaps we could return next year and pre-order the champagne hamper as a starter before heading out to the Seafood & Champagne restaurant for lunch?
Not forgetting to watch the speed trials too of course.
Me, a diva? No, never.
“I’m not sure whether I’m an actor who races or a racer who acts.”
– Steve McQueen