Making new friends

AVING successfully driven the Lightweight back to London, on the last day before Lockdown II, I’m enjoying the small freedom of sitting in a pub garden, typing away in the autumnal sunshine, with the Lightweight out in the car park. It’s something of a locals’ pub, and a couple of regulars, who I know by sight and polite nods of acknowledgement, come out for a smoke and stand beside the gate overlooking the car park. I hear the Irish regular say to an English regular: “What I really want to know is who owns that Jeep