Of the three days to visit the Goodwood Revival this year, we chose the wrong one. Or perhaps Mother Nature did? The heavens opened on Saturday and we all got very wet although we did manage an early breakfast sat at our picnic table. We sat patiently with our old friends Bella and Johnnie for the inevitable forcasted storm and, right on time the racing began and the heavens opened.
I had never had a full picnic inside a Rolls-Royce, however, if I was going to, I would definitely choose Peabody with her acres of space in the rear. As we tucked into cold meats and salad, cheese and wine followed by strawberries and cream, Peabody sheltered us from the foul weather. I think it’s probably the most memorable picnic I’ve ever had. Hurrah!