DORSET STEAM FAIR part 2.

Todays Dorset Steam Fair blog is mostly about Cars, I have to admit to only taking pictures of the classic ones, not the beautiful vintage ones on display here. This magnificent "Austin Healey 3000 Mk 2" of 1963 is my very very all time favourite of all the classic cars. The fair itself is has something for every family member. These include Steam Tractors, Road haulage lorries,Road rollers, and steam rollers, steam Lorries, Steam cars and vans, Ploughing engines and steam Cultivation, Steam Threshers, Wood cutting and working, Steam railway engines, Fair organs, vintage and modern Tractors, Vintage and Classic cars, Vintage and classic Motorcycles, Vintage and Modern Bicycles,Heavy horses,All types of Model making,Miniture Steam, Working Tractors, steam engine hauling and pulling demonstrations. All this plus 90 fast food outlets that include food from India,China, Italy and all over England.In the Arena's (4) dog shows, horse shows and demonstationof all kind happen all day everyday.Also we must not forget the Foodhalls and of course the 3 massive Beer tents, all in all it has to be the IN place.
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This picture below shows me standing by another old favourite of mine the "Austin Westminster" from 1954 and was brought to the show from Essex, this one also towed the classic caravan you can see behind it.

This is a nice 1954 "Ford consul Mk 1"which hails from Berkshire.
Below a fine well kept classic "Vauxhall Cresta saloon" from 1956 was driven all the way from Co Durham. On most of these pictures if you click to enlarge there are other lovely cars in the back ground.
This very well preserved 1954 "Ford Zephyr Saloon" was one of quite a few people that came not only in this classic car but also towed a classic style caravan here too.
Below, what a beautiful throaty sound came from this 1951 "Ford Pilot Saloon", this one hails from Cornwall.
Below not a car you see often, the "Allard P1 saloon"from 1951 this vehicle came from Wiltshire.
Below this really beautiful "Austin A50" saloon of 1956 vintage.The local owner comes from Exeter, this was one of the range of Austin's I always fancied owning.

Below, a video clip of one of the many organs that were playing all around the showground

So here we are at the end of the second of probably 4 blogs on this fair, still to come Caravans, Lorries, Motorcycles and loads more, so watch this space next week.
Joke of the day.

Farm Help

A successful rancher died and left everything to his devoted wife. She was a very good-looking woman and determined to keep the ranch, but knew very little about ranching, so she decided to place an ad in the newspaper for a ranch hand.

Two cowboys applied for the job. One was gay and the other a drunk. She thought long and hard about it, and when no one else applied she decided to hire the gay guy, figuring it would be safer to have him around the house than the drunk. He proved to be a
hard worker who put in long hours every day and knew a lot about ranching.

For weeks, the two of them worked, and the ranch was doing very well. Then one day, the rancher's widow said to the hired hand, 'You have done a really good job, and the ranch looks great. You should go into town and kick up your heels. The hired hand readily agreed and went into town one Saturday night. One o'clock came, however, and he didn't
return. Two o'clock and no hired hand. Finally he returned around two-thirty, and upon entering the room, he found the rancher's widow sitting by the fireplace with a glass of
wine, waiting for him.

She quietly called him over to her. 'Unbutton my blouse and take it off,' she said. Trembling, he did as she directed. 'Now take off my boots.' He did as she asked, ever so slowly. 'Now take off my socks.' He removed each gently and placed them neatly by her boots. 'Now take off my skirt.' He slowly unbuttoned it, constantly watching her eyes in the fire light. 'Now take off my bra.' Again, with trembling hands, he did as he was told and dropped it to the floor. Then she looked at him and said, 'If you ever wear my clothes into town again, you're fired.'