Seaford Motorfest

Martin and I went for a wander round the cars, vans and motorcycles at the motor show. Lots of lovely vehicles on display. We didn’t stay as long as planned because the too loud thrash metal live band was headache inducing. We are getting old!

After watching the motorcycle, scooter and trike procession along the seafront we headed into Seaford on the hunt for lunch. We had an amazing roast dinner.

We drove home the scenic route, stopping at a junk shop in Lewes for a mooch. Martin bought me a wooden green man I admired. Once it’s found the right home I’ll blip it.

Middle grandson came round to show us his new motorcycle. He’s done well finding a bargain.

It’s been a good day.