I had to fill in a form last week. After feeling mildly depressed that I was now well into the 26-35 checkbox, I came to the space that kindly asked for my profession. The words I duly settled on a few minutes later were ‘Professional Car Tinkerer’ (don’t worry, the form was very, um, informal).

Although I spend most of my time writing about cars, the unpredictable working week can also bring bouts of crap car trading (useful for retro road testing), spanner-wielding and selling upgrade parts. It sure is fun explaining all that to people who have bought a brand new Chevy Matiz. As for this ol' place, well I treat it like a blotting pad for all the slightly daft things that spring to mind.

Me, yesterday.