Part 6 (the final part) - 19/3/18

No, it didn’t write itself off, thank you very much.

But I do have a confession to make: I’ve sold it. I know, I’d not had it long, but I have got a (fairly) decent excuse. To tell you the truth, as much as I loved the Caddy – and I genuinely did love it, honestly – I was always worried about selling it. It’s one thing selling a Volkswagen Golf, but chucking a 1991 Cadillac Seville with a maroon cloth roof into the classifieds isn’t exactly going to have the phone ringing off the hook. Or so I thought.

Stupidly, I thought the best course of action was to advertise it about four or five months before I actually wanted to sell it. That way, I wouldn’t be so disappointed that nobody actually wanted it, and I had a car that I’d got to an agreeable level to enjoy for most of the summer. But I couldn’t have been more wrong. This is something I’m rarely guilty of, but I think I was too clever with the advertising, signing up to three American car groups on Facebook and advertising it there rather than with the usual suspects. Within three days, I had the cash in my hand.