FOR ME, WORK doesn’t feel like work. I feel blessed to be in a job I enjoy and to have worked with so many amazing people, all within the world of cars. As a child I’d see my father meticulously caring for his MG Magnette; his brother owned an immaculate Hillman Californian and I am sure they competed over which was best-kept. Dad let me steer it while sitting on his lap. I was ten and became hooked. This was in Mauritius, where I was born. We relocated to London so that dad could work for the Mauritian Embassy.
I passed my test at 17 and, while my friends had weekend jobs in
