Last night as I was closing the curtains against the night, I heard an unfamiliar but powerful growl. It was a car speeding away, its headlights dancing in the dark.
That is when I started to think about cars and engines and where it was possible to see them. Surfing the internet I found Beaulieu National Motor Museum in Hampshire. I knew it existed but hated the English pronunciation ‘Bewlee’ when of course the true way of saying it is ‘Bow-l-yuh’. It is French and we should not massacre someone else’s language. However we are expected to be willing to understand ‘keek’ for ‘cake’. A war of words withe the French is truly terrifying.
An hour’s drive there was worth it. A classic car day. How lucky was that? Old Beetles with hooded headlights and Postman Pat vans for children to the gorgeous, sleek lines of old Bentleys. A famous – 12-cylinder Bugatti, black, one-seater bullet with a fin behind the driver-s head. It was static, but there were plenty of growlers: Austin Headley – beautiful sports cars, beautifully rounded chassis and a red one with red leather seats.
Was it the same sort of growl that I heard last night? I’m not sure. I’m waiting for it to come back. Do you have a favourite sound memory?
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