There is a
small museum not too far from where I live dedicated to speedway racing.
Strangely, the owner only opens it for one day a year, but it's his museum, so
his rules.
A while back
I got the nod that it was time for the annual open day and, although I'm not a
huge fan of the sport, decided to pop along and have a look.
As museums
go, it's quite small. Entrance is by donation and you enter through a narrow
corridor covered in advertising posters.
Turn a corner and you are met with a
large room absolutely packed with bikes and even more memorabilia the strangest
of which must be the jam jars lovingly labelled and full of ash and cinders
from particular tracks and specific races.
The bikes
themselves are pristine and they are obviously well cared for, unlike a lot of
exhibits you come across in much bigger museums. They range from the vintage to
the modern and include names like Vincent and Scott who I didn’t know made such
specialist machines.
All in all
it was a pleasant way to pass an hour or so and I’d recommend it should you
manage to hear of it’s next open day.
