We are a family of Piston Heads. The husband loves nothing more than getting some oil underneath his finger nails (Goodwood Revival is his favourite day of the year), little L can’t wait until her legs are long enough to touch the pedals and another member of the family notoriously votes for the bigger engine, when choosing a new family car.
I am a bit of a public transport snob, driving to pretty much everywhere in London. I very much prefer driving to my holiday destination of choice in the comfort of my own car, even if that means putting up with a two day long journey down to St Tropez. Also, I love taking decent coffee machine with me on holiday, but more of that later.
For now, here’s an ode to driving: