On hearing these words separately, the listener may envisage a country scene with an American red barn in the first case, and the verb ‘to find’, meaning ‘to look’ in the second. Taken together, however, the words take on mystique, giving rise to visions of hidden treasures behind a creaking old door, cobwebs hanging from ceilings, and old forgotten cars lying hidden under dusty cloths and behind haystacks. This romantic image is enough to set off heart palpitations in the most fevered car enthusiast.
FINDING THE HOLY GRAIL
The Holy Grail, nirvana, the needle in the literal haystack. The hope of all hope to find a long-forgotten treasure in the shape of an Austin-Healey, a Jaguar, a Mustang, a ’32 Ford, or an old Chev. To be Indiana Jones and discover the ‘Ark of the Service Workshop’, whip in hand, Fedora on one’s head, is a dream that many readers of this magazine will have secretly had on at least one occasion.
I am no exception. I am hooked on several video collections on YouTube of just such explorers,
