We never saw eye to eye, my sister and I, but looking back now I do feel rather sorry for her. Every Bank Holiday, half term of Easter break, when my dad was off work he would utter the magic words: "Where shall we go today?"
Before Jo had drawn breath, I'd be straight in there: "Beaulieu!" With Dad also being a car-man, often as not I won, and Lord Montagu's Post-Modernist garden shed – which marks its 40th birthday this year – became a second home.
The National Motor Museum's Lowlight Morris Minor influenced my choice of project car when I was in my early teens; it fed my passion for old cars and added knowledge to accompany the raw enthusiasm. Until then I was just a car-nut, but Beaulieu gave me a passion for motoring history.
I have always pictured myself taking my kids along one day, showing them the cars that once stoked my fires (still do, in fact) and taking them on the Wheels ride through the ages – in my childhood a state-of-the-art attraction, now a charming anachronism.
Now I am a father, it's fair to say that neither of my daughters particularly shares my passion for all things automotive, so I was slightly concerned as I drove the whole family down to Hampshire for Beaulieu's new Bond in Motion exhibition.