Another one whose first Morgan experience was aged around eight or nine. In the paddock at a race meeting somewhere in England (Lord knows where - given where we were living at the time it may have been Thruxton) in the mid-to-late 70s. I think it was a green Plus 8. It may have been Pat Keen's car, as he was an acquaintance of my old man. That would have been a couple of years before my dad placed his order, and another half dozen after that until he took delivery. The car that is now mine is the second Morgan I ever sat in, the day it arrived home from John Dangerfield's dealership in Bristol in 1985.
