From passion to cars, never had one about the other but they have a way of imposing themselves. Recent car related events remind me of Aloysius my Fav car, a baby Austin A30 that I had to crank start in the middle of Lydiard St. one cold and frosty morning from a typical Ballarat winter past. And no I’m not that old, the car was already past its prime when it arrived, but it had a style and grace that I could only hope would rub off on me. it didn’t and the car died an ignominious death at my hands. Today roger my little Mazda lost his energy and speedy vigour, not dead just at the surgeons, me still learning my lessons.