My ever-changing fleet has shrunk by one over the weekend. Regular followers of AROnline on Facebook and Twitter will already know this but, as of Saturday, I am no longer the owner of my lovely Rover 620. Seems that I am such a masochist that, when something good like that car comes into my life – you know, something that starts, works and keeps working, I have to get shot.
Anyway, that’s why in a dark, wet and gloomy car park at the NEC, I accepted a buff envelope stuffed with (some) cash from regular reader Neil Rapsey and handed him the keys to my car. Seems silly given that I like it a lot – but I crave drama in my life, so it had to go. Sorry.
I know it’ll give Neil years of service given how well its former keeper Andy Jones cherished it and, so far, he seems very happy with it. What, though, shall I replace it with? Something unreliable and full of character no doubt.