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Twingo Run 2002
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Date: Saturday
27th April 2002
Time: Early Evening
Place: Betws-y-Coed, North Wales
It was a wet,
misty and yet strangely warm evening. The people of the beautiful
village of Betws-y-Coed became aware of a number of strangers in
their midst. Who were the strangers? What did they want? And what
peculiar manner of chariots did they ride? It wasn't until the following
morning that two experts arrived at the scene to take charge of
the situation...
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No, not Fox
Mulder and Dana Scully. Dafydd and Beryl Williams, sponsors and
organisers of the Renault Owners' Club Twingo Run 2.
Shortly before
Sunday 10:00 start, at the Swallow Falls Hotel, eleven Twingos and
some cars which desperately wanted to be Twingos but had tragically
rolled off the production lines of Ford, Peugeot etc. gathered to
prepare for the Twingo Run, a jaunt through some of the British
Isles' most glorious scenery.
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Wales. Birmingham.
Lancashire. London. Surrey. Kent. Even Bergisch Gladbach in Germany.
Those who appreciate a real car instead of all those boring-old-normal
things had travelled from far afield to join in the event.
As amazed locals
watched on in wonder, the armada took to the roads, route plans
in hand, for the first leg of the tour.
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As the combined
Twingo Club GB/Renault Space Car Club team took to the hills in
convoy, sometimes only the presence black tar on the roads convinced
us that we had not been transported several hundred years back in
time.
Gates across
public roads which are not even wide enough for two Twingos to pass
at the same time lead into a world of rustic charm, completely unspoilt
by modern living. If you ever wondered why the Welsh are so fiercely
patriotic, stop wondering now.
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Ah, back on
the motorway(!). Look, there are more humans here! There is only
a matter of minutes between this picture and those above. Is there
any kind of scenery they don't have?
One minute you're
all alone, the next minute Dafydd's fiendish questionnaire by which
we will all prove that we followed the route correctly causes not
a traffic jam, but a Twingo jam (see below...)
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At lunch time,
the crowd reassembled at Portmeirion, scene of the popular 60's
TV series "The Prisoner". No Mini Mokes or deadly balloons
today, though.
One wonders
if, whilst we were away, some unsuspecting continental European
had stumbled across this scene and thought they'd got lost in Folkestone's
incomprehensible one-way system and ended up back in the Eurotunnel...
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| Portmeirion was
developed by Clough William-Ellis to combine his joint loves of architecture
and rural conservation, proving that the trappings of modern life
can be built to complement an area rather than spoiling it. Modern
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The village
attracts in the region of 240,000 to its hotels, holiday cottages,
shops, cafés, gardens and beaches. It's not difficult to
see why.
As we strolled
leisurely around this exquisite resort, took in our lunch, looked
around the shops filled with locally made confectionary, jams et
cetera, we fell victim to the one thing than can always be relied
upon in the United Kingdom:
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Rain,
rain and more rain...
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Back on the
road, and the the weather still can't decide if it should be wonderful
or wet.
Here we see
Mr. Rudge doing his neighbourly bit and helping some wayward chops-to-be
find their way back to the right side of the fence.
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If stage one
had been beautiful, the best word to describe stage two would have
to be 'dramatic'. Defying gravity, and putting gearboxes to the
severe test, we ascended into the mountains, and scenes un-nervingly
similar to the film 'The Italian Job': rocks the one side and a
sheer drop to the other.
Unlike Michael
Caine and his cohorts, though, we only went over the dam (below).
Not through it.
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The day ended
at the Green Inn, close to Oswestry, where we all relaxed, shared
drinks (teas and coffees for those of us with long drives still
ahead of us), and all did phenominally badly at the quiz.
Well, what do
you expect? We've been driving all day! We're tired! You want us
to think as well??!!
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And that is
the end of the road for the Twingo Run 2002, and this (left) is
the Clark team lifting the trophy. Well done Dave & company,
we're not jealous. Honest.
To all of those
who couldn't make it, now you've seen what you missed, we're certain
you'll join us next year. Until then, adieu...
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Special
thanks to:
Dafydd
& Beryl
All
pictures in this page are kindly supplied by, and copyrighted to,
Annette & Michael Terzan of the Renault
Space Car Club.
Click
HERE for the Twingo Run 2003!
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