Yesterday was a dark day in C&SC history. Why? Curiously, it’s not because of the machinery that was in the car park. Instead it’s because of what wasn’t there.
Yes folks, on Tuesday 15 May, uniquely, there was a complete and utter absence of classics (apart from a couple that are in long term ‘static residence’ of course).
So why is this big news? Because it is for perhaps the first time in living memory (although our memories are a bit rubbish) that the Classic & Sports Car parking spaces don’t have at least two classic cars in them. Cue the sound of jaws hitting the floor the world over.
You see, here at the offices in South West London, the C&SC bays almost always boast a respectable complement.
There are the usual suspects that appear day after day (usually made up of something from Elliott’s stable and from my Scimitar/Beetle/whatever I currently own combo).
Then there are those that often sneak in: Evans’ BMW or GSA (although those can often be seen lurking, unannounced on a nearby side road without the office knowing), and then there is Clements’ MG Magnette, which he heroically tries to battle through the commuter-hell that is Surrey at least once a week.