Ace Cafe

Straight from the Enfield Pagent Motor Show we headed to the Ace Cafe for a Rock'n'Roll event. We exchanged a few friendly words with the female ocupants of a Pink Limo, traveling the same stretch of the A406. We arrived at the Ace Cafe and as we parked the battery cut out. It does not charge well from the dynamo, so I carry a spare battery charged and ready for use now. Unfortunately it was raining quite heavily and my electric window was now stuck half open. I opted to change it before the light faded. As I did so a young biker lad offered his assistance, which was nice of him. It turned out he is a mechanic by trade.

Once the battery was fitted and the window was closed, Suzanne and I headed inside for a coffee and a burger. Suitably refreshed, we decided to change into fresh clothes for the evening's event. I grabbed the bag we had packed from the car and then went off to change. I entered a cubical and changed out of the orange combats and see through mohair jumper that I had been wearing. Then I slipped on a blue dress. I had also been wearing a matching orange bra and knickers set. I kept the bra on, but I was not sure thong knickers would hold me secure when I started dancing. I figured better safe than sorry and swapped then for a pair of peachy coloured panties. The dress was not so short that anyone was likely to see that they did not match anyway.

I exited the cubical and commenced touching up my makeup. As I did so a lady entered clutching a change of clothes. It bought a smile to my face to see that Suzanne and I were not the only ones that bought a change of clothes with us.

I returned to the table Suzanne was keeping for us and then she headed off to change into her fresh outfit. Suzanne was pretty quick and returned before the lady that had gone it to change as I applied my makeup.

I dropped some flyers that I had from the B52's diner on the information stand.

The DJ was playing mostly Rockabilly tracks, some of which I knew in other forms by other artists. After a while the band started doing their set. As is usually the way, I danced pretty much all evening from that point on.

At one point as I danced some guy off to my right shot me a very odd look. Nothing new about that, but he kept then staring at Suzanne. She had earlier smiled back at him apparently, but now was taking no notice. He kept this up to the point it really started to bug me and I started staring back at him.

The band finished their set and began to load the equipment in the van. I stepped outside to cool off and take a few photographs of it. Again it was something I had never seen before, a custom painted Ford Falcon. I spoke to the owner who informed me it was a straight 6 engine under the hood and that it was already custom painted when he obtained it. The van will be at Billing Aquadrome next weekend.

I returned inside and danced to most of the tracks that DJ played until it was time to head home. As I started the car the guy giving the looks all-night happened to be admiring our wheels! J