Is it just me or do others go through the love it hate it phase ? Last week drove to Oxford for meeting early morning. Felt fed up with it there and back. Noisy, bone shaking thing. Me swearing at it and road every time I hit a rough patch or pot hole. Felt hot and sweaty in traffic. Planning in my mind how to get out of it without losing a ton of money.
Then today, I decided I liked it again. For no apparent reason. Legged it up to Ludlow for meeting, caned it up A49, overtook everything and as I peered down the long bonnet I actually smiled again.
Last night I wrote and took pictures ready to flog it. Now I’m not sure. I do drive it a lot. 5800 miles since February this year. Maybe I am driving it to much.

Any comments, rude or not appreciated.