The sensational thing about this weather, until it started raining, is the wonderful classic cars it brings out.
Over the past two weekends, I have been on epically long journeys within the UK that you won’t be reading about. Airports, weddings, A1, M25, M6, the whole lot. But a good few hundred miles of boring Tarmac has been relieved by the welcome sight of some rare and classic things.
I’ve seen Austin Sevens on the M25, WW2 Jeeps and GMC Trucks on the M11 and a reassuringly ratty Capri 3.0 on the A1, among so much other classically inclined stuff.
Indeed, you really should make the case to your better half that it would make the high days and holidays so much more interesting behind the windscreen of something old and characterful. I’ve also got the clincher, and potential relationship/marriage saver: “It’s an investment darling…”