Saturday 7 April 2012

Good Friday? Yes I think it was

So many people in Horsham on a sunny bank holiday afternoon.  What can possibly be the attraction?
The opera singers on the bandstand were quite popular.
The olives and cheese and delicious Italian comestibles were more popular.
But the most popular by far were the, I kid you not, something between 40 and 70 Ferraris.

They were a pretty spectacular sight and these pictures are not really representative of the cars because at least 90% of them were red.  I've included the yellow one because its my favourite colour.
I know nothing about cars they all look more or less them same to me.  You can tell the newer ones because they are much bigger (like all modern cars too wide for your garage) but this bunch were all equally shiny and quite clearly the much loved treasures of their drivers.
And the drivers had an astonishing similarity too.  To a man (and I didn't see one female driver) they were all middle aged.  It sort of made the parade seem like a series of mid life crises.  How very Horsham.




After the excitement died down and the smoke cleared Adrian and I went for a drink at the Anchor Hotel where the barman made a special concession and mixed a cocktail for me.  We took our drinks outside to find that a brand new cocktail bar, Octopvs, had opened next door.  So we were forced to go there for a proper cocktail.
Octopvs is the second branch of what is probably destined to become a chain.  The first branch is in Crawley and it shows.  The free bar snacks are miniature scotch eggs cut in half, small sausage rolls cut into 3, cocktail sausages cut on the bias and a few peanuts.  The cocktail menu is quite extensive and I had an odd but pleasant mixture of Amaretto, Southern Comfort, Red Bull and something else I can't remember.  
On a cocktail run we decided to go to the other end of the cocktail bar spectrum and for the first time we went to Wabi, the Japanese restaurant that replaced the bar shut down by the drug squad some time ago.  One thing (including a James Bond style martini) led to another and we stayed for dinner too.  So much delicious food we had to ask for the sushi selection in a doggy bag and its in the fridge now.  I do hope James Bond didn't ever get behind the wheel of his Aston Martin after a vodka martini, it was very strong, almost pure alcohol.  Wabi do a ladies night on a Tuesday, I look forward to trying that.

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