and it is the start of the tractor show,
I have never heard of this make before, it is a Field Master, made by a British manufacturer,
bit of a mixture here, from Australian didgeridoos,
to American Indian dreamcatchers,
where amongst other things a auto jumble was taking place with a few traders selling household goods as well,
we then moseyed on down to the OK coral to see the showdown between Desperate Dan Magoo and the sheriff, great fun,
so many makes, but I guess in the early days of travel there were not the number of petrol stations we now take for granted,
a strange looking motorcycle, a British make, a New Hudson,
a goose hovering in mid air, but it was not as it seemed, it was paper, attached to a pole, it was the marker for archery classes,
as we walked down the field fairground music became louder and this was what was making the music,
a traveling organ complete with drums, cymbals and goddess knows what else, so common years ago but now so rarely heard,
is a Douglas Dragonfly, a horizontally opposed 350 cc twin, at one time I owned two of them,
now this is more like it, the bike of my teenage dreams, a B.S.A. Clubmans Gold Star DBD 34 with a RRT2 gearbox, a horrible bike to start but what joy on an open road,
a nice single and twin A.J.S motorcycles,
if you are into model boats this is also the place for you as the boating brigade had this stall,
this brings back some painful memories, you see the chrome rack on top of the tank? well I managed to fall off a spring hub 500 cc one of these, I slid to a halt with my right arm wrapped round a telegraph pole, the bike then crashed it to the pole tank rack first, result 7 broken bones in my right hand and over 70 stitches, if you know me you will have seen that still to this day some 40 years on I still can not straighten two of my fingers on my right hand, ouch!
although some of the traction engines make it under their own steam, most are brought on trailers pulled by enormous lorries like these,
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