This is our new car! I don’t know how Mr B did it, but he managed to talk me into buying this mean machine. I’m not sure about the colour and I think it might be tricky to park, but any scratches I create will be covered up by the go-faster stripes.
Did I fool you? I’m not sorry, but Mr B is, to say that this isn’t our new car. I’m pleased to say that this one is…
That’s more like it. I don’t think it was what Mr B had in mind when he said he wanted a car that had a “huge lump of pig iron under the bonnet”, but it’s perfect for Ibiza Town’s tiny parking spaces.
Sadly this isn’t our new car either. We’ve still got the trusty Saxo.
These beauties are from the Santa Eulalia fiesta, where there were collections of classic cars and motorbikes for the gente mayor (old folks) and suped up cars that would have graced the pages of the boy racer bible Max Power, for the youngsters.
Talking about the gente mayor, they are a funny bunch and just as grumpy as their English counterparts. They are a tough crowd to please, as we witnessed when watching the local band “rocking” the fiesta. I don’t think any of them even cracked a smile.
Here’s the proof…
Apologies for the bad photography. I had to take these on the sly - you can even see one man giving me the evil eye.
The fiesta was pretty good, except we missed the dancing horses and a massive firework display that was to end the celebrations just didn’t happen - arguably the two most exciting bits. However, we did see a 1664 (a woman who looks 16 from behind, but 64 from the front) dancing to the band, totally monged out. I suppose some things in Ibiza don’t change. We were praying she wasn’t English.
Tags: Los Fabulosos, Ibiza fiesta
May 13, 2008 at 3:40 pm
Flashy cars and old folk, it’s Southend seafront!
May 15, 2008 at 3:52 pm
Update - the 1664 was English. She’s a party legend from the Swinging 60s and is actually pretty cool