All those people in the street who wave at you have no idea whether it’s a CX or trad, whether it’s got a Sigma engine or a GDI and they care not a jot…they see a “Morgan”, and the babes in arms probably see Mr Toad!
One day in the Summer I was parked outside the local post office. A young lady (maybe 11 or 12 -- but not really a babe in arms) asked if my Roadster was Cruella de Vil's car (which would have meant it was a Panther de Ville). Evidently still some room for education....
