It feels a bit like someone has cast a spell upon you, or administered some voodoo on your soul, and once it grips you, well, at least two hours of your life will disappear into the ether as you trawl through the classifieds.

And the trouble is, the deeper you venture, the worse it gets – to a point where eventually you will end up staring at an advert like the one above, thinking seriously about how you might raise the cash, and who you could get to do the repairs.

I’m all too aware of the lure of the “lightly damaged” exotic, of course, having spent hours, days, sometimes whole weeks staring at adverts from the likes of Cleave Motor Salvage Vehicle Solutions Ltd.