Our first stop was the aviation area, where we quickly realised we were not the target market for propeller restoration services or a Honda bizjet (put your name down now for delivery 2017, a snip at £5 million).
We moved on to the car manufacturers, who were all keen to show us a good time. My favourite was Ford, who had brought a giant slide:
closely followed by Infiniti, who were serving a selection of red mixed fruit drinks to promote their Eau Rouge model.
During a wander around the trade stands, Howard bought a new sat-nav and I bought a two-foot wooden meerkat, so at least one of us might be a sucker. Finally, we thought we'd better have a look at some cars.
Old cars! New cars! Shiny cars! Scruffy cars! CARS. (I don't know a lot about cars.) There were bikes, too, and a beautiful reproduction of a Mercedes transporter from the 1950s, when it was used to whisk the Silver Arrows across Europe.
My favourite car, though, was this one: