Tim's Tiny Tour 4

SEF SPRING RUN

The BUNNY BLAST

Monday 12th April 2004

What better road to do it on than the A272 - a great contrasting route with country bends , small pretty villages, loads of daffodils and long straights just right to open up the throttle (luckily the boys in blue had their camera pointing the other way - not that we would exceed the speed limit of course). 

Starting in Waitrose car park at Petersfield we gathered six Fs together with Pip holding up the TF flag with his silver Sunstorm. Hanging about waiting for any latecomers we watched as a blonde girl in a solar red F drove up to us and straight on by with a quizzical expression and a car full of waitrose bags -  you have to get the shopping in I guess. A lone russett brown B then drove into view and with all of us accounted for we were ready to set off. 

The A272 is beloved of motorcyclists and we soon found out why as we turned on to the road towards Midhurst - with the sun managing to peak through the clouds and all tops down we hits the accelerators only to be rapidly overtaken by leather clad riders astride their gleaming machines and at speeds even our most daring Fers wouldn't consider on public roads - what do those solid white lines in the middle of the road mean anyway. 

Luckily there was not too much bank holiday traffic going east to west to hold us up so we made good time through the villages and towns until we were out the other side of Haywards Heath and looking for that wrought Iron sign to show us we had arrived in Newick and The Bull Inn. 

A couple of us found spaces at the front of the pub on the village green whilst the rest of us got entangled with an irate local as we blocked their access road with five Fs and a B. With the local placated the rest of us found the official place to park in the car park at the back of the Pub. With no more natives upsetting we settled down to enjoy our pints of Harveys or Greene King and tackle the ordering of lunch. No easy task as the staff seemed to think they were busy at first and couldn't serve us - then they decided they weren't and they could - confused  - we were . We did get our lunch however and it was actually pretty good as we ate on the front terrace overlooking the village Green. From there we could admire the amount of classic cars driving along the road  including a Citroen DS, TR3, E Type jag and of course - the ubiquitous motor cycles by the dozen.

Nice run out and we welcomed a couple of newcomers in the form of Pip and his TF and Mark in his Nightfire red F. After the convivial lunch we all went our seperate ways - Mark to Plumpton races, Tim & Liz to Sheffield Park Gardens, Kev to the Bluebell railway, Rob & Elaine to the nearest Garden Centre and the rest to...who knows where - probably back along the 272 to enjoy it in the opposite direction - didn't see many bunnies though !