My wife and I had a busy weekend starting on Saturday morning, having decided on the spur of the moment to visit a forties event at the Kent and East Sussex steam railway, unfortunately the moment of the spur was a little late in the day which meant we arrived about lunchtime but better late than never.

As usual my wife started with some vintage shopping and bought two pairs of trousers, a couple of jackets, a snood and a house coat which I suggested she could wear whilst doing the housework while I would read the paper and have a fag! I seem to remember there was then some suggestion as to where I might place a broomstick but I ignored it as a steam train which had come into the station was about to depart.

Once aboard we bought some refreshment, my wife had some fizzy pop and I entered into the spirit of the forties by having a locally brewed beer which made a change as I usually drink lager and I have to say it was quite pleasant.

The main reason for the train trip was to seek out “Viv the spiv” and say hello as we were told he was at the end of the line but when we arrived he was not there so as there was little going on at the station we promptly got back on the train and came back to where we started from.

Sadly, by the time we got back the singing and dancing was over and things were winding down so we decided to go home and headed to the car park whereupon we ran into “Viv” and had a quick chat and then drove home. A vey quick decision to go to the event meant it was a brief visit but good fun none the less.

The following day we went to a material sale in Norfolk as we had been told we could get some dress making material which my wife did, I’m beginning to think she has a bit of the shopaholic about her but I could be wrong!

We then carried on to the Little Vintage Lover Fair at Mannington Estate once again in Norfolk where we met friends, chatted and had tea and cake, all very British and why not? My wife, who seems to think of herself as a charitable institution assisted the poverty stricken vintage clothing stall holders by purchasing yet more clothing. I’m forced to think, if everyone else was to spend as much as we have and plan to for the rest of this year we wouldn’t be in a recession at all!

I have said before than when we were young we hardly took any photographs unlike the youth of today who even snap their dinner for uploading at a later date, thank God they don’t photograph what they ate the day before. Sorry there are no images to go with this post but obviously my wife and I are still happy just living in the moment.