I should say something about the clothes right? Before I scare everyone off with car talk! These are just a few snapshots from Sunday, taken outside our hotel in a cute little village called Woughton On The Green near Milton Keynes. We were woken by church bells early in the morning, and went for the briefest of strolls in the cold to take some pictures. This is me dressed purely for weekend comfort; note the loose dress, designed to allow for an eggs Benedict breakfast, easy throw-over-anything navy cardigan and unwashed hair scraped back and decorated with a studded Charlie May headband. Also another outing for my thrifted Office velvet slippers, which I adore. I should really wear some other shoes at some point, but for now why mess with perfection. I had spent the whole weekend in grungy driving clothes covered in shreds of rubber, so this was my soft, girly, ever so slightly preppy antidote to all the grime.
The fact that I love motorsport is a very poorly kept secret, and alongside that I also love driving. I like pootling along in my own little car (a Ford KA that I have had since I was 18), I like go-karting, and I will always jump at the chance to drift. Drifting is the intentional loss of grip in the rear tyres of your car, caused by rapid turning of the wheel combined with heavy throttle. The aim of the game is to maintain control whilst simultaneously pushing your car to the very limit of what it is capable of. Originating in Japan, this hooligans’ past time has become so popular that it even has its own competitive events, e.g. Formula Drift (US), D1 (Japan) and British Drift Championship (us). Look them up on YouTube, those guys are AMAZING. Drifting is now so popular on the motorsport circuit that one of the presenters of American Top Gear is “Drift King” (yes, it’s a title) Tanner Foust.
The best thing about drifting is that anyone with a rear wheel drive car can have a go. So this weekend Chris and I drove up to the Santa Pod Raceway near Milton Keynes for a “Drift What Ya Brung” event. Does what it says on the tin: you rock up, and drift. Abilities ranged from second time ever drifter (me) to serious “built-my-own-car-in-my-own-garage-and-brought-my-own-tyres-with-me” types, and I was very pleased to see that I was not the only girl taking part. There are not enough women in motorsport, fact!! Chris has put together a little video of our tyre-melting exploits…
I hope you all had a wonderful weekend, and are not too bored by my motoring antics! I have so much fashion stuff lined up that you’ll soon be begging me to talk cars again . Or perhaps you too are a secret petrolhead? Do you secretly yearn to bust out a sideways slide when no one is looking? I want to hear all about it! xx