... I thought I'd give the4 car a wash and brush up, which is quite therapeutic in a strange way.

Anyway, over the course of the few hours I was out there buffing, three different people stopped to pay a compliment... not to the shiny 260, but to the red Spider sat next to it waiting for a wash

Seems like a big black V8 will never have the pulling power of a small Italian soft top. Ho hum. And, I don't think any of the blokes that stopped for a chat were hairdressers!