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Saturday, 20 February 2016

Tinkers, tailors, tappers and bangers

You find communities of people in the deepest, darkest, weirdest places, and at first what may seem intimidating, unravels a whole world of stoke (not the place, the feeling, a whole world of Stoke is a scary thought in itself!!!). When we moved into our gaff, every now and then we would hear this odd buzzing at the weekend that floated across the airwaves on the prevailing winds. Killer bees? Tinnitus? Talking to a few y'ocal folk, I discovered it came from a farmers field a few miles away where on weekends throughout scummer, likeminded folk would gather in this Mad Maxesque dust bowl to race beat up motors round a circle! 

One thing lead to another and the chap who runs it is into photography. I blagged my way in, not exactly Glastonbury but still a blag, and was allowed to wander freely with camera in hand.

Under starters orders

Sunbrella (Copyright Bernacki 2016!)

No room for that sub woofer or sat nav

A famous Notts name

Even the chicks are at it or is this the car they turned up in?! Sttoooooppps

Grease monkeys unite

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