I’m not really a car person – I don’t even drive. I went for a spin this afternoon with friend in his lovingly restored Citröen 1939 11BL (I’m sure that’s what he said the model was.) It was beautiful. He’d refurbished the car all by himself – he owns another vintage car in the most incredible shade of navy. The phrase “sex on wheels” really made sense. All those big curves, shiny white paintwork, the gleaming metal, the taupe leather interior… Sexy.