Steve Croplev

It creeps up on you, the Vintage Sports Car Club’s two-day meeting at Prescott hillclimb near Cheltenham, because if you're like me, you've already worked your way through six weeks of car festivals with Goodwood in the middle.

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SATURDAY, SUNDAY

As the first Saturday of August approaches, you sometimes feel you've done enough car weekends and that even looming household chores have slightly more appeal that usual.

This year, once again, I resisted. There's a special kind of magic on offer at Vintage Prescott on a sunny weekend, generated by the huge variety of competing cars; by the even greater variety of members’ machinery; by the swirl of car history; by the friendliness of competitors; by the abundant evidence that you don't have to be a hero or a millionaire to compete; by the appeal of the books and spare parts stands; and by the sheer beauty of the Gloucestershire surroundings.