lightly on Madeira Drive. "If that's oil on your raincoat," Mary
said with a smile, pointing to spots darkened by raindrops, "We're
not paying for it."
arrived in Brighton forty-five minutes or so after we did. Clicking my
digital camera into high resolution mode, I managed a few more
The rain finally arrived -- in buckets --
about an hour after that, giving most of the cars and participants
just enough time to find shelter.
Our group - Bill & Mary, The Hawley
family, and Anthony and David - safely retired to The Old Ship Hotel, a
Brighton establishment that dates back to the sixteenth century. The
recent three million pound renovation was greeted with less than full
enthusiasm by the members of the group ... who no doubt are inclined to
prefer restoration to renovation. We had a few pints at The Old Ship,
talked about the Run just finished, Runs in the past, and Runs to come.
had a couple of days in London after the Run, and that was more than
enough time to develop acquaintances into friendships. David Burgess-Wise
and his wife Christine graciously invited me to their home and we spent a
marvelous car-filled day together. I even managed to spend time with Alan
Trevennor, who researched "Genevieve" filming locations and
wrote the fascinating article that appears elsewhere on this site. I
arrived as a stranger with an email address... and left with valued new
friendships. I never could have predicted what a fabulous journey
it would be.
Where once there was one
Darracq... there now were two.
Where once there were
memories of the London-to-Brighton as seen through the cinematic vision of
Henry Cornelius, Christopher Challis, William Rose, and a brilliant
company of actors... there were now added memories of the
London-to-Brighton as seen with my own eyes, shared with a cast of
characters no less memorable or appealing than their invented counterparts
in that wonderful movie --