So the day/night of the rally dawned bright and sunny. After I'd mapped the route down to the start of the night run I started the Talbot. It seemed eager to get going a roared into life.
I also check the oil - a little below the top but fine. I packed our small load and we were ready.
We set off just after 2 pm and headed down the A12 turning off to Stanstead. The traffic was fine - although the A120 is down to 50 mph all the way. Not a great problem for us though. On the M11 a yoof leaned out to take a picture and we got a thumbs up from a biker.
M25 for 15 miles to the A1. Then through some roads we recognised - past Brent Cross - and some we definitely did not as we found our way through the houses - although we did generate a few smiles along the way. Then we followed the A41 into the heart of Darkness - well Hampstead - up hill to the pub.
Two and a half hours almost exactly.
After a wander we went back to the pub only to find - no one at all there and a car park full of 'moderns'. In fact it was 6:30 before any other cars turned up but it was this.
Coincidentally an Alvis Speed 20 - but a special 'Special' driven up to London a long way. Around 7:oo a few other cars appeared in dribs and drams. The Delage of James the organiser, a Type 35 Bugatti, the odd Bentley, a large Vauxhall 30/98, a small Fiat Balillia which I liked.
In fact more and more cars arrived until the car park was overflowing with chaotic parking and revving engines smoking into the night. Oh and Rolls that looked as if it was on fire.
Obviously we ate late (about an hour) but set off around 10:20 not far off as planned for the first stop at Regents Park the run there was fine, with little traffic, lots of parking and not getting in the way of the public. It was very hard to take any pictures but TAS was under one of the few lights so we stood out nicely.
We did not leave there until just after 11:00 and headed for the next stop which was Burlington Gardens. Here there was no real parking as we found the first 'Road Closed' on the route where we would have parked. So there was a bit of disruption with cats on the pavement and on the road, with vans trying to push past and of course more and more Vintage cars appearing.
The 'Order of the Day' appeared to be ignore the mounting disruption and have a nice chat.
Here is TAS lurking behind one the the several Bentleys that were on the run. James' pic showed the 'Little and Large' perspective of us vs the little Balillia.
That little interlude took us close to Midnight so we pressed on - trying an alternative route as our mapped one was closed as you can see in the background. Here the traffic started to pick up or bog down to be more precise.
At least it gave the Phone snappers a better chance. We (several of us) may have turned the wrong way across the lights at this junction too.
Anyway we arrived at the next stop at just past midnight - The Royal Automobile Club on Pall Mall - and obviously we all parked obediently in a row - on the double yellow lines outside.
Again the same scenario played out as more and ore cars arrived and bemused guests left the posh do they were having the log jam of cars are people grew. Not helped by the Tazi's also double parking.
Some cars were even small enough to mark on the central reservation - on Pal Mall - and yes that blue light is a Police Van - who just smiled.
What we did not spot was more and more of the roads on our route had been closed. About half past midnight we set off again this time heading into Mayfair. About ten minutes later we hit the tail end of the queue of traffic on the 'Diversion'.
The Vintage cars by then had been on the road in traffic for about two and a half hours. Then we hit the real traffic chaos. For twenty minutes we slowly progressed - trying to get up St James' Street. Here the stress got too much and the Bentley Boys just cut us up - well some of them - but we managed to hold our own.
I'm not sure what people thought of this group. TAS, following a Type 35 Bugatti, Bentley and Alfa Romeo up the hill, flanked by a Delage and another Talbot. It was close to 1:00 AM before we were extracted and heading for Duke of London - our final destination - arriving 45 minutes later. Gosh that was hard work.
It was just past 2:00 am and 114 hard miles before I was parking in the private basement car park - in prime position though.
Then what ? More chat and eventually an Uber back to James' - so all done by 3:00 AM.
And the Vintage London Rally - 17 bloody miles !