5 hours ago
Only twice have I ever understood the thing some people have about cars.
When I was a kid - back in the dim dark ages - & lived in the country, our neighbours were a wealthy retired couple who'd been farmers. She imported a baby Jaguar car - gorgeous thing, all white with red leather seats - & gave every kid a ride around the block in it; we all thought we were the cat's pyjamas.
And many years later, I was in town walking past a shop & happened to glance in their window - & there was a red Ferrarri! Which I immediately fell in love with, whipped out my camera to take a photo only to find I'd run out of film. No idea what kind it was but I remember the motor could be seen through the back window.
It was more like a piece of sculpture than a car.
When I was a kid - back in the dim dark ages - & lived in the country, our neighbours were a wealthy retired couple who'd been farmers. She imported a baby Jaguar car - gorgeous thing, all white with red leather seats - & gave every kid a ride around the block in it; we all thought we were the cat's pyjamas.
And many years later, I was in town walking past a shop & happened to glance in their window - & there was a red Ferrarri! Which I immediately fell in love with, whipped out my camera to take a photo only to find I'd run out of film. No idea what kind it was but I remember the motor could be seen through the back window.
It was more like a piece of sculpture than a car.
in order to be old & wise, you must first be young & stupid. (I'm still working on that.)