Blowing away the cobwebs
CONTRIBUTOR
THE first sharp frost of winter neatly outlined the cobwebs festooned on my Ninety. I have no problems with spiders colonising my 1984 Land Rover – after all, every old Land Rover I’ve ever known has had its eight-legged residents – but it did imply that I don’t get out much. And it’s right: I should be out driving, not least because I have a proud motoring heritage to uphold. You see, I come from King’s Lynn.
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