We went to a nostalgia festival on the weekend. Step back to the fifties. It was mainly cars. Lots of big cars. All I could think was that parking spaces must have been BIG in the fifties. These days you're lucky to fit the Getz into a spot and then you still have to squeeze out so you don't scratch the car next to you.
So there was music and dancing
I heard a couple of old blokes discussing what good legs this lady in the polka dots had.
There were plenty of opportunities to work on that tooth decay.
And there were plenty of cool cars.