You can never have enough...

[Oh_hunnihunni]

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.

I am pretty sure my love of Jags is genetic. My grandfather had one, an s type in peach, brand new off the boat in the late fifties, with walnut dash and cream leather seats. He put a Haeger panther in the rear window.

We were not allow to touch anything in that car. On pain of one of his looks. Which btw, were quite  terrifying, lol. 

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My fabric painting fun suggests splodges are harder to do than one might think, but the underside of the duvet is rough painted pink stripes and those are so much easier to do. So pink stripes it is...

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