Today's drive

That GTV is a beauty. I particularly love the late model spec.

Mooching around the town and harbour area of St Tropez the other day, it was notable that there were very few EVs in evidence. An occasional Twizzy here and there but an exceptional number of supercars. Ferraris, McLarens, Porsches of course and Aston Martins.
Also just loads of Jeep Wranglers and Renegades, but I imagine they will be for the staff!
We were on our bikes!
Who are these people eh? Oh well, good luck to them.

I’d guess no one makes that sort of money by working for someone else, you’d have to do it yourself, or better still, get others to do the work for you.
Someone successful, can’t remember who, once said that making your first 10 million was the hard bit, after that it kind of takes care of itself…
Hey ho etc!
Anyway, I don’t care anymore, I have everything I need, even if there’s the odd thing I might still want!

Not quite its final voyage but its final proper mission, and what could be more appropriate? Those old garden chairs had been hanging around far too long.



Must remember to put the boot cover back in. And remove the V-Roys CD that’s been in the player pretty much since the day I collected the car. And sunglasses, pens, shopping bags, umbrellas, a surprising number of cricket balls…

I’ll leave the petrol station plastic gloves, though. Don’t think I’ll be needing them again.

Didn’t actually find the cricket balls this time. I must have preempted myself when I did the garage tidying in May. Lots of Fasty tie-down straps in the spare wheel well, though, some of them unused. I must have forgotten about them and ordered new ones. No mackerel, fortunately — although when we got back in the car after our day out in the borrowed iX, there was a sweet smell I couldn’t place — like a forgotten apple. Haven’t noticed it since, so maybe it’s just the absence of New Car Smell.

Changing car is like a mini-house move: makes you challenge what you still need to be living with (three Ray-Ban cases for only two pairs of sunglasses?), so something we should all do every decade or so.

Could be — although mine would have been only 6 months and 3000 miles old then.

I have the offer of a four-year BMW service plan for £741, which — in my use — will get me two new cabin filters and a brake fluid change. (EV cabin filters are oddly expensive, apparently; got to keep those service departments in business somehow.) I’m inclined to keep my money in the bank and pay as I go.

Worst episode of Cash in the Attic ever.