It must say something about the Motor Show that the only model I actively tried to purchase on press day had two wheels, a chain and some pedals.
I wasn’t being deliberately obtuse or fashionably envirofriendly. Indeed my usual chronic cynicism was being tempered by the company of my wide-eyed eleven year old daughter. As a result I spent much of my time hanging around the hands-on stuff at the event while she got on with the business of enjoying herself...
So it was top marks to Ford for having the longest football table I’ve ever seen and also allowing us to kick footballs through European Champions League stars. Then, in the carpark, more Ford sporting shenanigans where we were allowed to chuck rugby balls through hoops – and load up the deck of a Ranger with sundry rugger luggage. All balls to Ford, then – round ones and squashed ones.
Over at Vauxhall they were getting excited about their Insignia – it was the radio-controlled mini-VXRs that got my youngster interested, as she ran rings around the grown-up hacks. She then insisted that I take the Zoom-Zoom challenge in some full sized Mazdas, which was fun. Interestingly I was two seconds faster around the track in a Mazda 2 than I was in the MX-5, which suggests I may not be cut out for a racing career.