“It feels a bit like we’ve gone back seven years and started all over again” says Lotus racing boss, Gav Kershaw, when I ask him what things are like up at company HQ nowadays.

“But that’s OK because all the stuff in the middle you can mostly keep,” he goes on to explain, with a mixture of cheekiness and complete bewilderment at what went on during the interim at Lotus, quite clearly evident in his tone.

I was up at Hethel – for the first time in a long time – to have a go in Kershaw’s new breed of racing Lotuses: an Lotus Evora GT4 – which was lovely but maybe a touch too easy to drive for an old school like me – plus a pair of Lotus Exige V6 Cup cars, both of which were stonking good fun, not to mention eyeball-wideningly quick, especially the V6 Cup R.

But the best part of all about my day up at Hethel, howling around in the company’s new club racers, had nothing to do with the cars themselves.

Instead it was the sense of relief evident in the people who still work there. Relief that the madness has at long last ended; that the virus has been identified and neutralised, and that – finally – things are returning back to normal again at Lotus.

To a point, in fact, where eventually they now feel the company may even begin to make money again in the nearish future, perhaps even as soon as next year. But whenever it happens, indeed even if they just break even next year (which seems more likely) it will be a very different situation – both financially and culturally – from the one in which the company found itself not so long ago.

Back then, during the Bahar SNAFU era, the creditors and suppliers simply closed their book on Lotus, having lost faith in the company to produce anything meaningful with the millions that it was spending on… not a great deal to be honest. 

Post Bahar, Lotus has ended up with a nice new test track and some shiny new brochures for a range of cars that will mostly now never see the light of day, but that’s about it. 

But, as they say, that was then and this is now. And right now, the good times aren’t so much rolling in at Lotus again as reappearing gently, just beyond the far horizon, albeit quite dimly lit.