Taken for a ride….in a good way

Chevrolet Belair

We recently had our second wedding anniversary and, as is our custom (although obviously not a very long-established one), we booked a table for lunch at the restaurant where we held our reception.  So there we were, all dressed up and ready to go, and out the front door and heading for the car…….or so I thought.  We don’t have a driveway so the car can sometimes be parked a bit of a distance away.  Still, some way down the road I began to think that this was much further than usual and I said to Geoff, ‘Where is the car?’  ‘Opposite the house’, he replied.  ‘So why are we walking this way?’, I asked.  ‘You’ll see’, he said, with a small smile and a glint of something in his eye.

I kept going with the questions but obviously wasn’t going to get an answer.  Eventually we ended up at the main road and crossed it, then he stopped.  I looked at him.  ‘We’re waiting for a car’, he said.  I started mentally flipping through the options of who might be giving us a lift – there weren’t many and none seemed likely.  I looked at him again.  ‘Just watch the road.  You’ll know which car it is when you see it’, he said.

And suddenly, there it was.  A 1958 Chevrolet Bel Air looking very out of place among the usual Friday lunchtime traffic.  And what a car!  I don’t get at all excited about cars usually, but I do love old ones – they have so much character and quality about them.  And this was a beauty – roughly the same age as me, but in considerably better nick, inside and out.  It was driven by Geoff’s friend Stuart, who provides classic cars for weddings when he’s not being a driving instructor – a group of them had been out drinking a week or so before and Geoff had hatched this plan to surprise me.

As you can see, he was mightily pleased with himself, and I do think he had every reason to be – even if we did have to come home on the bus!

Geoff laughing

Chevrolet front

Check out the fluffy dice hanging from the rear-view mirror!

Stuart and car

Stuart – our chauffeur for the day

And if you want proof that using a wide-angle lens makes things further away look smaller than they really are, here it is.  Sorry, Stuart – if I’d had longer I’d have stretched you to normal height in Photoshop.