It occurred to me today, as I merrily bowled along, that it was only a few weeks to my annual holiday in North Wales. It dawned on me how much I was looking forward to driving those wonderful roads, some familiar, others less so, in what has turned out to be my best Alfa yet. I loved my little brilliant blue 156 saloon, but the sportwagon has been belting in every respect - swallowing miles and rubbish for the tip with equal enthusiasm.
This past year, with the assistance of some of the good people here on AO, I've even had my hands dirty and when I presented the car to my local indy for it's MOT there was no question that I was a bit anxious. After a bit of work on the top arms it sailed through, validating, I suppose, my work on the front and back brakes. The car has driven like a sweetheart since I did them and the 'stat. Some of you know how ridiculously hard I made it for myself on all these jobs, but I really do thank you for all the help.
I mention all that because it just adds to the anticipation. This is my car. My car. The one I paid for and the one I fixed. I know more about what happens underneath, and so I respect it and appreciate what it can do.
There will be lots of lovely memories this summer. Pootling around Llandudno, whistling through the mountains - and I imagine I will be making the occasional excuse for a solo run to the paper shop a few miles away.....or perhaps a quick scoot along to Ogwen Cottage for a Bovril.
p.s. i have had 2 little stubbies 4.8%
that is all