Genevieve Page #2

Don't worry about it.

I'll clean it up in the morning.

- What on earth are you looking for?

- A bandage.

Why? Hurt yourself?

Oh. You'll survive.

It's bleeding. If no objection

I'd like to have a bandage.

Don't know where they are.

They're in a book somewhere.

Do you think you'll

be able to drive?

It doesn't matter,

I'm not going.

What on earth do you mean,

not going?

- Oh, Alan, do stop behaving...

- There're no bandages in there?

They must be downstairs.

If you think you can punish me by not

going, you've got another think coming.

I don't care one little bit

whether you go or not.

And if you're not going. Why did you spend

the whole afternoon working on the car?

Oh, men!

Spend the whole afternoon

working on the car.

For a matter that's important to me,

we're always equal.

Alan...

I've got grease on my face.

Mind my bonnet

What is taking place here is

by now an old story

But suprising as it may seem

it was quite illegal until 1896.

Until then no self-propelled

vehicle could take the road

Unless it was preceded

by a man on foot

And carrying a red flag.

There were very few

cars on the roads

And very few roads, for that

matter, merely stretches of dust.

There were no garages

or service stations.

And the pioneer motorist bought

his petrol from the chemist.

But in that year was passed the

light locomotives and highways act.

To celebrate the event the first

car so emancipated started

From the metropole

hotel, London

And drove to the metropole

hotel, Brighton

Since 1928 the Veteran Car

Club has held an

Annual commemoration run.

But it is not, and has

never been, a race.

Here's a very handsome machine.

- A Darracq, isn't it?

- Yes, that's right.

1904, isn't it?

- Yes, that's right.

- Yes, I thought so.

Well I wonder whether you'd

care tell listeners...

...how it was that you came to acquire

this, uh, vehicle Mr...

- Uh McKim.

- McKim, yes.

Well um,

My grandfather bought her new.

In about, uh, 1928 my uh...

My my my father found

her on a rubbish dump

Bought it for a pound

and rebuilt her. Um.

He's made all the runs...

I made all the...

He made all the runs before the

war, and I've made them all since.

That's astonishing. Thank you both

very much. And jolly good luck to you.

Thank you. Whew!

I wonder where Ambrose is?

You see Mr. Claverhouse?

He's gone to telephone.

His guest failed to appear.

He's due to start in five minutes.

Suppose after all that buildup

he's isn't even going to produce her.

Look!

- D'you think thats...?

- It must be.

It couldn't be anyone else.

I beg your pardon.

Are you miss Peters?

- Yes, you must be Mr. And Mrs...

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