The wife and I went away for the weekend for a Forties Event at Brooklands in Surrey, due to pressure of work, we left late the previous evening but arrived unscathed, which is always useful when travelling in a 1947 Bentley motor car. We booked in to our hotel, The Brooklands Hotel which is right on top of the track for Mercedes World, of which we had a good view of from our bedroom window.

All was going well, I would have liked to say we dined like kings, but we had arrived too late for the restaurant so plumped for a burger in the bar and some alcoholic beverage and so to bed to be refreshed and ready for the morning of the event.

I think it fair to say that should they be offering prizes for getting up at the crack of dawn, my wife and I would come last every time, hence booking the hotel for the night before and a leisurely breakfast before heading next door to Brooklands and the Forties Relived event.

We both have forties outfits and there were plenty of others entering into the spirit of the thing by dressing in period costume too, I feel most at home in the forties and should actually have been around in those days, I feel the more time passes, the more out of touch I am becoming with modern life.

I am lucky to be a Brooklands Trust Club Member which has many perks, one of which is access to the Members bar, where we had a pleasant lunch and a gin and tonic each before a bout of retail therapy which resulted in the purchase of two long collar forties shirts and a wicker basket for my wife.

By way of a change a quick visit to the marquee to listen to the band and to watch the dancing for a while, before having a wander round the museum itself and to admire the latest additions and upgrades due to a substantial injection of Lottery funding, money well spent I say.

The day so far was going swimmingly but gradually the clouds grew darker and the inevitable rain started which caused us to take shelter in the car for some considerable time. Eventually we came to the conclusion that the inclement weather was here for the duration so decided to say our goodbyes and return to the hotel to watch the Grand Prix on the television.

Stopping at the Chester Cordite stand we were going to speak to Stuart who’s company it is, but he was busy with a customer so we browsed for a while. Stuart sells the most wonderful suits based on genuine forties designs and it was from him I had purchased the two shirts earlier in the day. During the course of our waiting for Stuart to be free my wife managed to find the most wonderful tweed suit which she insisted I purchase, I resisted as best I could but all to no avail. It will require alterations as I have very short arms and the trousers will require shortening but the hardest bit to fit correctly is the trousers as they are sold by waist size but as they are forties cut, the top of the trousers is on ones chest! I shall take the suit to my tailor who will make the appropriate adjustments and the finished look will be superb.

My wife and I are getting ridiculously precious as it would have been considerably cheaper to have got up at the crack of dawn, driven to the event, spent the day there and then returned home, but no. We require a hotel for the night before as we unable to rise at a decent hour and then a hotel for the night after to recover for our days labours before taking a leisurely drive to get home, all at considerably more expense than the previous option costing some £12.50.

Whilst having a perfectly fine day, I’m not entirely sure we achieved value for money as the day was cut short by the inclement weather, perhaps we should have paid less regard to the weather forecast which originally said, there will be a “slight” chance of rain!


About The Diary of a Country Bumpkin

I am a retired actor, although to be honest I only retired because I wasn't getting any work due to losing my agent when I became a full time carer to my mother who had dementia. and the option of becoming an unemployed actor/waiter at my age was ludicrous, especially as my waiting skills are non-existent. Having said I’m retired, I don’t think there really is such a thing as a retired actor for I am still available for work, I just don’t have an agent or any connections with regards to obtaining any worthwhile work. I have over the years done student films when there is nothing else available, always low paid (if at all) the only incentive was always the promised copy of the finished film for your show reel which nine times out of ten always failed to materialise. I spent many years looking after my aged mother and shortly after her death I was lucky enough to run into an ex-girlfriend of many years ago and our romance blossomed once again, resulting in us getting married in 2013. My move to the countryside inspired me to write The Diary of a Country Bumpkin which tells of my continuing dilemmas in dealing with the rigors of the countryside from the unexpectedly large number of pollens, fungal moulds and hay products waiting to attack the unsuspecting townie. I enjoy writing, see my play Dulce Et Decorum Est Pro Patria Mori on The Wireless Theatre Company, The Plays Wot I Wrote and The Battle of Barking Creek both available on and am very fond of classic cars so my ideal occupation would be acting in a film I had written set in the 1930s/40s, we live in hopes. I am delighted to say that since venturing to the countryside where space is not quite the premium it is in town, I have due to the availability of two double garages acquired more classic cars to form a small collection the pride of which are a 1947 Bentley Mk VI and a 2000 Bentley Arnage. My various blogs and websites are continually evolving and I’m sure that by following the appropriate links you will find something which will edify or amuse. I have written a number of different books all available on Amazon, so don't be shy should you feel the urge to purchase.
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