Hi all,
Just back from from Thruxton - endurance karting with a group of old school friends that I've known for 40+ years - hilarious and highly recommended.
The real point of the story though is what happened at Frankley Services on the M5 on the way back. Parked the car (on the end of a row, as one does) and went in to get my overpriced coffee. Came out and noticed some seats where I could keep an eye on the car from whilst drinking said coffee. Then it hit me...
The genius who ordered Cherry Black paint on what is now my A8 deserves to be shaken warmly by the hand. With the low spring sunlight hitting it from the side she looked absolutely gorgeous. Eighteen months after buying it, I'm more in love than ever. Sorry, didn't have a camera with me worthy of such beauty.
Just wanted to tell someone who would understand (the wife thought I was simply overtired after a long day

).
Regards,
John