
It's always good to get a number of firsts out of the way each season. A few weeks ago I managed the first post salted roads drive. Today was the first supermarket shopping trip, and the first interaction with a random member of the public.
"I hope you don't mind, I've been taking photos." she said.
"Of course I don't mind, in fact I insist."
"What is it? A 1920s or something?"
"1967". I thought that was enough information for her. She was happy with her photos. Maybe someone else will tell her it was an E-Type Jaguar when she shows the photos off later at home.





