I had a lovely day at Prescott Hill Climb with friends. We had hoped it would brighten up as they day wore on but it stayed gloomy and cold all day, which was a great shame as it is a lovely place. But we had a good time wandering around and watching, hearing and smelling the cars as they screamed up the windy hill. It was advertised as a celebration of French and Italian cars and they were a great many of them, oldand new.But there were plenty of others too and we spent some time on the hill enjoying their company.
Groovy Word of the day: outpace