I remember this Saturday long ago because I didn't pick the best day to go hitch-hiking with my notebook and camera and ended up in all places at Aldershot. It was wet snow falling too as well as rain so as well as feeling cold it's didn't take long to get horribly wet and sniffling. On my way back to Maidstone where I was at Art College I got stranded on the old A25 near Reigate or Redhill at dusk and by the time another car picked me up I was really shivering and feeling low. Volvo had recently phased out it's classic Amazon with the more square shape and this was the first time I had ridden in one. As one would expect the heaters in Swedish cars were a lot more effective than ours and before too long I felt the life seep back into my body, and it was a good job too as the poor guys who picked me up were almost passing out with the heat but I'm glad they turned the heat off before they had to strip. down to their underpants. No apart from my spotting it wasn't a good day and I didn't take any reasonable photographs either except this one which is not just a real cracker showing one of Aldershot and District's attractive early East-Lancs bodied Dennis Loline Mark1 buses as it catches perfectly how utterly miserable that sorry day was.
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