Last weekend there was an fairly well advertised car show at a little village called Ringshall about twenty minutes away from me. Last time I attended this show it was a bit overcast and a very light drizzle pretty much all the time I was there. This time the weather was so much warmer and clear skies, the sun cream would be needed for sure. Arriving at the field I could see a few cars and a couple of stalls around the edge of the field. The marshals directed me to the far side of the field where I parked up and looked at my watch, wondering if I was so early the other cars hadn’t arrived yet. The show was officially open to the public in half an hour, although the public were already arriving. The show is held in the village hall grounds, inside the village hall itself there was a few craft style stalls which saw a steady stream of people in and out. However not many of those visitors at the event walked towards the cars.

There was basically one back line of cars and second row in front, about one third of the way along the field. I decided to walk up and down in the glorious sunshine for some pictures, which didn’t take long.

Down the left side of the field there was a a few tractors, and motorbikes.

The rest of the vehicles that were on the next row.

The show had a couple of cars turn up later on and many didn’t stay long. In fact I only stayed a couple of hours myself and left before the midday sun got to hot. I felt sorry for the event organisers as not many cars turned up around, only forty or so. I’m not sure why there wasn’t more cars there on such a nice day. Checking my phone I couldn’t see any other shows on that day in the area. A shame, but I guess not all car shows will be well attended. I only spoke to three people throughout my time there. One of which was a bloke who insisted on telling me what oil, petrol (gasoline for my friends across the pond) and timings I should be using for my car as he told me, “I’m a mechanic you know”. Thanks for the advice mate, but I was to hot and bothered to argue with his rather suspect and poor recommendations.

I enjoyed the drive home where a car took its time to overtake me. The youngster sitting in the back was having a good look and waved to me, I gave him a little hooter back with a big thumbs up which made him smile. For me, that made my day too.