Even if they did shut down the barbecue before I got to it. That's enough to get me drummed out of the Auto Journalists Lodge, where our licence plate frame motto is: "Eat Free Or Die".
But there sure were some tasty morsels in an automotive vein down there.
The day started ominously - I could hear the animals lining up two-by-two outside my bedroom window as the heavens opened up. It poured in Yorkville too, but fortunately, things cleared up before the show opened at noon.
I'd give my vote for the best paint job in the show to this matte-red 2004 BMW 645Ci (left).
They weren't all exotic nameplates though. There were several Fords, mostly Mustangs (although the GT40 is pretty exotic).
The Batmobile replica was there too, but aside from its appeal to the kiddies, it was out-shone - in every sense of that word.Some very nicely dressed people people too - as you'd expect in Yorkville, compared to, say, oh I dunno, Milton...
And a proponderance of those tiny little dogs that wealthy people seem to favour - a friend of mine calls them 'kick-me!' dogs because that's what their yappy little barks seem to be saying.
But how could you kick a little Frisson-Bengue (or whatever this thing is) who's wearing a Ferrari jacket??