A mid-week diary because I’ve finished work for the week prior to our hols. We are off to Cornwall for a couple of weeks in search of Poldark and his scythe (for wife and daughter) and Cornish pasties and clotted cream (for me). The clotted cream is for combining with scones by the way, not pasties but there are probably many ladies up and down the country who wouldn’t mind combining clotted cream and Aidan Turner. My wife’s sister’s husband’s sister (hope you kept up with that) might be one of those ladies. She rallies the troops via Facebook just before every episode (“Come on Ladies, get comfy, glass of wine at the ready…..”) and then I think they keep up a “shirt off” count as the story – and Ross’s clothes – unfold. Apparently, you can get a Poldark app which tells you where they filmed which scenes in Cornwall. Fortunately it took up too much room on my daughter’s phone so she had to get rid of it. Unfortunately that means we will have to spend two weeks looking for the clifftop that Mr and Mrs P gallop along six times every episode. Who knows, we may even bump into the man himself – probably having a chat with Doc Martin about a nasty scythe injury (oh dear, the Doc’s just passed out). Anyway, here’s what I got up to in my shortened working week:-

Monday: New Land Rover Discovery 3.0Td6 HSE Luxury; Jaguar XE S supercharged 3.0 V6 (340hp); Jaguar F-Pace S 3.0TD V6

Tuesday: Bentley Bentayga diesel, Crewe, Cheshire to Melton Mowbray, Leicestershire; Volvo XC90 R-design D5, Lutterworth, Leics to Gaydon, Warwickshire to Leicester

Wednesday: Volvo XC90 R-design D5, two Bentley Bentayga diesels and a Ford Transit Connect in and around Leicestershire

After more than a year of doing this driving work, I have driven a car which I actually covet! Up to now I have only lusted after a van (the VW Transporter Kombi) but the Jaguar XE S is a car I really would like to take home – discrete looking but fun to drive. The journey from Bruntingthorpe airfield (where the local JLR dealer had been displaying some cars at a show) is quite short but covers several miles on twisty country lanes. Perfect territory for the XE. I have driven a couple of manual diesel XEs and described in an earlier post how well the XE goes round corners. However, I wasn’t that impressed by the manual gearbox (despite normally preferring manuals). But this XE S was a very different proposition with a decent automatic box and some fairly serious petrol power. So, think of all the clichés you can about feeling a part of the car, fine handling, balance, grip and turn-in and add smooth gear changes, sprightly acceleration and a decent sound. The sound is not in the same league as a Bentley V8 but interesting enough. A more revvy engine than the lazy V8, it reminded me a bit of a motorbike but with a deep voice. I was following a colleague who said the XE just totally looked the part in his rear view mirror as it negotiated the bendy bits.
Jag XE S
The wonderful Jaguar XE S. Interesting name if you put it in reverse.
By contrast (and I know I shouldn’t really compare), the new Discovery was a bit of a fish out of water on the country roads. Like the Range Rover I drove a few weeks ago, it wallowed round corners and got thrown around by the lumps and bumps. Ironically, it presumably finds its niche on much bigger lumps and bumps off-road and no doubt it would be right at home on the motorway where there are no bumps at all (or rather where there’s not supposed to be any bumps). It was nice inside though.
A fairer comparison would be between the Discovery and the F-Pace so it was interesting driving them back to back. In short, if you like going round bends and must have a 4×4/SUV thing, buy an F-Pace. More accomplished and confidence-inspiring….. unless, you have serious off-road requirements in which case (by reputation not my own experience) you’ll probably want a Land Rover product. It was whilst contemplating the issue of bumpy roads and their effect on the Discovery and the F-Pace that I realised I couldn’t remember bumps registering with me at all when driving the XE. So, along with the Ford Fiesta and my Sprite, I think I have a new favourite car. And guess wot??!! We won the Premium Bonds this month!! So …….. unfortunately, it was only £50. But I suppose that will buy quite a few pasties and tubs of clotted cream. Possibly with some left over for Poldark and Demelza action figures for my wife and daughter.
Finally, a few photos from Birdingbury Country Show that I went to on Sunday. Classic cars, commercial and military vehicles, steam stuff plus loads of tractors. This meant a sixty mile round trip in my Sprite to the venue just south of Rugby. The Sprite performed perfectly.
Campers at Birdingbury
I loved this summery scene!
Standard Doretti
The most unusual car at the show – a 1955 Swallow Doretti. Designed in 1953 using Triumph and Standard parts, only 270 were made. This one is owned by the chairman of the Standard Motor Club who restored it from a derelict wreck.
Gentry kit cars (MG TF replicas) including my next door neighbour’s. My Sprite (r) became an honorary Gentry for the day.
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A big thing – at the shoe shiner!
A dog living dangerously!!
There were two long rows of little stationary engines, all chattering and spluttering away with their owners just sitting and watching. I’m sure they have other hobbies – like learning sign language.

Might be a little while until my next post!



Following my incarceration in IKEA the other week, I was subjected to a new sport last weekend: IKEA sliding door wrestling. I eventually won but only after extra time and penalties. Didn’t feel much of a victory though. Bit like when I was in the Cubs and we scraped a 1-0 win over the Brownies at football but only because our centre forward, Jimmy “Rewind”* Spannerfoot, tripped over his own woggle in their penalty area and won a dubious spot kick. Hollow. Started building an IKEA wardrobe Saturday afternoon, finally finished Tuesday afternoon after several hard fought rounds with the sliding doors (OK, I did do a few things in between – like eat and sleep and a little bit of work). Most cricket test matches are shorter these days. Although I won, I do not intend to defend my title; at least not for a very very long time. IKEA is an acronym for the Swedish equivalent of “Death by Allen Key”. Didn’t know that? No, I wouldn’t believe a word I say either. This whole episode proved what I have known for many years: that DIY is not my forté (until recently, I thought Screwfix was a seedy dating agency). Still, at least I had the foresight to build the wardrobe in our bedroom. Not like my brother who once constructed a wardrobe downstairs in the lounge so that he could watch television at the same time. You can guess the rest of that sorry tale (which is, in fact, absolutely true). Don’t worry Little Brother, this will only be read by three other human beings and a computer-literate cat in Basingstoke so your secret is more or less safe.

….. * “Rewind” because he was not a fast forward.

Fortunately, there was some work to enjoy this week (more of a lightly-spiced korma after last week’s vindaloo):-

Monday: Volvo V40 R-design D2, Leicester to Rockingham, Northamptonshire.

Wednesday: Range Rover Evoque TD4 and Jaguar F-Pace 3.0d S, Rockingham, Northamptonshire

Friday: Ford Focus 1.5TDCi Zetec (2016), Leicester to London; Nissan Note 1.2 Acenta Premium, London to Swindon

First Jaguar F-Pace I have driven. Nice. Plenty of laid back muscle from the 3 litre turbo diesel, restrained black leather interior (no traditional Jaguar wood) and comfortable. Only drove it 25 miles – in pouring rain.

Had time off for good behaviour on Saturday morning (thus putting off the wardrobe building) to go to a small classic car event at the nearby Great Central Railway in Quorn together with my neighbour who has an immaculate MG TF replica (a Gentry kit car for those in the know). The Great Central Railway is, apparently, “the UK’s only double track, main line heritage railway and the only place in the world where full size steam engines can be seen passing each other”. So there you go. Actually, its great to visit, even if you are not a train buff.

The GCR runs for just over 8 miles from north of the city of Leicester to the market town of Loughborough. There are four stations along the line, each restored to represent different eras:  Leicester North (1960s), Rothley (Edwardian), Quorn and Woodhouse (1940s) and Loughborough Central (1950s). All wonderfully atmospheric! There are moves in progress to link the line to a heritage railway in Nottingham and to build a new museum at Leicester North. If you are tempted to visit, check the Great Central Railway’s website for any special events that may be happening (e.g. 1940s weekend, modelling events, real ale train!!). You can also dine on board.

We only spent a couple of hours at the very quaint Quorn and Woodhouse station because the weather was a little gloomy. A good portion of that time was spent in the Butler-Henderson café having a cuppa with my neighbour and two “Friends of the Great Central Railway”. A lot of conversation revolved around railways and, I must confess, I didn’t understand all of it. Butler-Henderson? Yes, there is a connection with Vicki Butler Henderson (well-known petrolhead, motoring journalist and TV presenter). Captain The Honourable Eric Butler-Henderson was the last new director of the original Great Central Railway, appointed in 1918 and the great grandfather of VBH.

R-L: Beautiful TR2; my neighbour’s Gentry and my Sprite (rare moment with hood up due to a few spots of rain; have never driven it with hood up)

Classic steam and classic cars

L-R: Porsche 356 replica (Chesil Speedster); pristine Triumph TR4; Jaguar MKII  3.8

Forget your DB11, this is a DB950 (Taskmaster)! David Brown was still making tractors in 1974 despite buying Aston Martin in 1947. This RAF tug was beefy enough to pull a Victor bomber.


Another short working week with bank holiday Monday and off to Kent on Friday for a family wedding:-

Tuesday: Ford Transit Connect, Ashby-de-la-Zouch to Brentford; Ford Transit 350 Dropside, Redhill, Surrey to Old Dalby, Leicestershire.

Wednesday: Toyota Auris Estate 1.6D Business Edition, Burton-on-Trent to Bedford.

Thursday: Toyota Avensis 1.6D Estate Business Edition, Burton-on-Trent to Sheffield.

The two Toyotas were delivered to a government agency but I can’t tell you which one or I would have to kill you afterwards. Good to know HM Government has a Toyota Avensis and Auris to aid the fight against the forces of evil. Both cars had satnav so they should be able to find the baddies more easily. The bigger Avensis felt a bit lazy with the 1.6 engine but impressively refined. It was the other way round with the Auris, a little bit peppier but more engine and road noise. All what you would expect really.

Tuesday was a long day – 7.00am to 10pm. After dropping off the Transit Connects we had about a four hour wait before we could leave for Redhill. Fortunately, the nice people at Sky (see Stormtroopers in Transit) let us use their staff room and free drinks machine. On the same industrial estate there were a couple of interesting businesses: Bristol Cars and a large classic car dealership. So I had a wander round and took some photos. There were some interesting cars outside the classic car dealers but loads more inside but I couldn’t get in (they must have known about me). Had to make do with a couple of shots from the doorway.

Beautiful Mercedes 300SL. Not a gullwing but its roadster sibling with hardtop.
This car had two bespoke suitcases shaped to fit the boot exactly.
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De Tomaso Pantera looking like its about to pounce – all 5.8 litres of it. Had to use a bit of zoomage to get this.
Difficult to take photos with a barrier across the doorway and the roller shutter half way down but gives you an idea of the size of the place!
Bristol. A 411 I think.
Citroen SM. Maserati-engined spaceship.
Cute SAAB 96
Even cuter Fiat 600
Aston Martin Lagonda. A Marmite car I guess – you either love it or hate it.




We have just come home after a short break – two nights in a wonderfully wonky and beamy old apartment above a bistro in Framlingham in Suffolk (look up Upstairs@The Lemon Tree if you are interested). The design brief for this higgledy-piggedly bijou dwelling was obviously that there must be no vertical or horizontal lines or surfaces. It was all very quaint and special. Framlingham is a small, characterful market town where Ed Sheeran was lucky enough to grow up and we were literally a couple of hundred yards from Framlingham Castle, the “Castle on the Hill” of his recent, autobiographical hit.

IMG_20170410_103354 Lagonda Aldeburgh B&W 2

Getting there was quite special as well. Or at least the latter part of the journey was. It was last Sunday and the warmest, sunniest day of the year so far. Going down the M1 from Leicester and then east along the A14 was routine (i.e. dull) but trouble-free. Then we turned off at Stowmarket and followed the A1120 which was actually sign-posted as a tourist route. And what an absolute treat it was. A great road to drive and beautiful scenery to go with it. Now we are not talking spectacular mountain passes, hairpin bends, majestic lakes, the Serengeti or anything seriously dramatic but rather picture postcard England at its very best.


The part of Suffolk we saw is not like its East Anglian neighbour Norfolk, with its flat, sometimes featureless landscape and straight roads and ditches. No, Suffolk’s landscape undulates as English countryside should and is broken up by hedgerows, trees and church spires aplenty plus the occasional windmill. And the A1120 twists, dips and turns sufficiently to keep you on your toes a bit. Despite the tourist route tag, we hardly encountered any traffic to hold us up as we swept along past so much green, interspersed with splashes of white and pink blossom and bright yellow rape. All that colour was complemented and enriched by a totally clear, bright blue sky. Between villages, the A1120 allows you to flow pleasingly through the bends before having to slow down to pass through the small pockets of rural civilisation. But slowing down to a relaxing bumble is not just a legal necessity. A gentler pace allows you to drink in the charms of each little village. There were several picturesque places to pass through, each eliciting so many oohs and aahs from my wife and daughter you would have thought the route had been lined with the world’s cutest puppies.  “Ooh, look at that.” “Aah, isn’t that lovely…”. And there were many adorable buildings, a lot of them pastel coloured or rusty old brick, some thatched and all seemingly well cared for despite their age. Each village had its fair share of chocolate box pubs too, some with people sitting outside making the most of the fine weather. All very tempting. With the sun working its magic and those time-warped villages casting their spell, it was all very beautiful, transporting you in more ways than one such that nothing else in the world seemed to matter. A journey to take your cares away – except the niggling concern that we may encounter Ed Sheeran driving at 90 down that particular country road in the opposite direction. After all, sing Tiny Dancer too heartily at that speed and who knows what might happen – could be messy.

Actually, later in the day we thought we had encountered Ed Sheeran in the equally picturesque (but rather overcrowded) seaside resort of Southwold but it turned out to be a bloke holding his candy floss in front of his face.

In all, it was 26 miles along the A1120 from Stowmarket to Yoxford before we joined the A12 to carry on to Southwold. With all the villages en route, I guess those 26 miles took the better part of an hour but it was not a journey to rush unduly. It would have been wonderful in my Austin-Healey Sprite and sensational in one of these old Lagondas that we encountered the following day (all 1930’s I assume; I am not an expert). But even in our everyday Skoda Octavia estate the journey was hugely enjoyable. Away from the A12, there are many great country roads in that part of the world so the driving enjoyment did not stop at the end of the official tourist route.


After Southwold, we stopped at a much quieter Dunwich Heath to do a bit of beach combing before going on to Framlingham to find our accommodation and have a quick stroll around the town. It had been a wonderful but exhausting day so we eventually climbed thankfully up to bed. Not up any stairs you understand, we just had to scale the floor of our wonky apartment.




Another busy and varied week:-

Monday: Kia Optima Sportswagen 1.7 diesel, Coventry to Wakefield, South Yorkshire

Tuesday: Ford Focus 1.5TDCI Zetec estate, Rotherham, South Yorkshire to Peterborough

Wednesday: X-wing fighter, I mean Ford Transit Connect van, Ashby-de-la-Zouch, Leicestershire to Brentford, Middlesex

Thursday: Mercedes A220d AMG Line auto, Leicester to Thurmaston, Leicestershire; Mercedes E220d AMG Line auto, Nottingham to Newark, Nottinghamshire; BMW 520d auto (2013), Newark to Bruntingthorpe, Leicestershire

Then a big day out today at the Practical Classics Classic Car and Restoration Show at the NEC in Birmingham. I had intended to take lots of photos so I could include a few in this post but there were so many fantastic cars and I couldn’t take photos of them all. Plus I didn’t want to spend the whole day looking at the cars via the screen of my phone, waiting for people to get out of the way…… blah blah. In short, I took virtually no pictures at all so here’s a photo of an interesting classic downloaded from the interweb :-

Everyone’s favourite British classic, the Austin Allegro

Sorry, that was really cruel. I hope there are no young children reading this because they may have nightmares. Actually, I think there was an Allegro there, in a corner with no-one near it.

The show was huge with virtually every type of classic car you could think of and a few more of questionable classic status (a Hillman Avenger?? Come on….). It is difficult to pick out highlights, but I will have a go:-

Downright gorgeous: Jaguar XK150 plus so many others too numerous to mention

Eye-opener: Aston Martin DB6 – non runner, very shabby interior and suspect paintwork, a snip at £220,000

Best oddity: Rover P5 coachbuilt motor caravan

Nostalgia trip: Matra-Simca Bagheera S – as a very young kid on holiday in France, I remember being astonished when I first saw this futuristic car. A three seater sports car from the Seventies. I tried to persuade my parents to buy one so that we would have to get rid of my sister. I had almost forgotten this car existed until I saw one again today.

Of most personal interest – two Spridgets. An Austin-Healey Sprite in marginally better condition than mine but on sale for a lot more than I paid. Encouraging. Also, a superb looking MG Midget in an original BL colour which I think is called Damask Red. I have often thought whether or not I would change the colour of my Sprite if I ever had it re-sprayed (which it probably needs). My Sprite is a non-original Nightfire Red, a metallic colour from much later MG Rover days. It does look good (if you ignore the blemishes) but reverting to an original period colour may be nice. Have to broach this with the wife though……..

MG Midget 2
The Damask Red MG Midget at the NEC