What do you think of when you hear the words “motor show”? Crowded stuffy halls, loud music, plastic bags full of brochures and memory sticks, and the brief chance to sit in a new Renault Clio before a seven-year old pushes you out the way, perhaps?

Spending the afternoon at Salon Prive (which is difficult to say without putting on a ridiculous faux French accent) shows that motor shows don’t necessarily have to be like that.

Since the main British show appears to have died a death the organisers of smaller events like these have been snapping up the chance to offer UK debuts and gain a name for themselves.

But while Goodwood’s Festival of Speed has now got unrivalled custody of the enthusiast side of things and Motoexpo in Canary Wharf gets a huge amount of support from manufacturers, where does this leave Salon Prive?

For a start it is £125 a ticket to get in, there is only a smattering of manufacturers here, the actual UK exclusives are to be honest a little thin on the ground, and it’s difficult to get to by car, with no actual parking on site,