This morning we set off from our Premier Inn in Cirencester to the Fairford Air Show. Unfortunately the weather had turned very rainy and the whole day was a bit of a washout. The flying display went ahead but the planes were obscured by rain. Thank goodness we had the marquee in the FRIAT area to shelter in; it was too rainy to sit in the grandstand, although I could see that some stalwarts were up there anyway. James, ever enthusiastic, went for a walk along the static display and came back wet in the outside but nice and dry underneath because he was sensibly clad in his waterproof jacket, trousers and trail shoes. We befriended a couple of nice air show aficionados who were sitting beside us when we had lunch in the marquee. One was from London, a lovely quiet and good-natured chap, and the other was a rather mischievous pensioner from Cornwall who told us how annoying he found tourists to his area. “Especially Londoners” he said with a meaningful look at the chap from London, whom he had only just met. Both of them were experts on aircraft and got on extremely well with James, and we all had a good chat about music that we like and places we have visited. Later on we went to Stroud to another Premier Inn (I hadn’t managed to book two nights in one be place because all the hotels were so busy because of the air show.) Tomorrow we will be going to a cottage in Bibury for the rest of our holiday.
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