Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Happiness is a Warm Daihatsu

“Over hill, over dale, through bush, through brier,
Over park, over pale, through flood, through fire.”

Well maybe not through fire, but I’ve done most of the rest in my trusty Daihatsu. My favourite car of the moment and fortunately one easier to drive than it is to spell.

I give you the Daihatsu Copen. It’s sporty, funky, cute, almost cuddly and it’s red. Bright red and I do love a nice red car. It’s got alloy wheels, rear spoiler, and a fantastic hard top which opens up to let the wind blow through your hair as you cruise along Sauchiehall Street of a morning. And the best part is that I got to sit in one once.

OK, so I don’t actually own one myself. The budget won’t quite stretch that far (although for a sports car they are surprisingly cheap) and it wouldn’t last long parked in Glasgow City Centre (this makes me feel a bit better). What I do have is a Daihatsu Charade. A small nippy “city” car in silver (not grey apparently) and no less enigmatic than the Copen. The Charade and I have an understanding. As we tear up the countryside (responsibly of course) plotting world domination together, she pretends that she’s the funky Copen and I don’t disabuse her of this notion.

However back to Sports Cars. Owning one myself is of course a dream but there is something really special about having a sports car. To me it speaks of freedom, unfettered by the world and by responsibility. To be free to do what you want any old time. To spend the day cruising with the roof down and the radio on, just because you can.

Which is why it was with some dismay that I heard of the imminent departure of such a sports car from the family of G. The decision was taken on the discovery that baby number two was on the way and it was decided that a sports car was no longer practical. While I have every respect for them for holding out until baby number two, it’s an indication of a little bit of freedom lost and a little bit of settled down life gained.

Where will the sports car go? To a single girl like me, but one who has a bit more money to spend? And what will replace it? A sturdy practical family car ideal for shopping and school runs, while the sports car heads off into the sunset and life gets a little bit more settled down.

Sometimes I have moments of yearning for the settled down life myself, but tonight its back to the Copen/Charade, windows down (unless it’s raining) volume up and we hit the road to freedom.

12 comments:

I Beatrice said...

Thank you for visiting me Gwen - I'll add you to the list of links I have finally managed to add to my own page. It's so nice isn't it, having people drop in unexpectedly like this!

I am not of the sports-car generation myself (more the Rover saloon-ughhh...)

But I have a son who is. He has a red alpha romeo (? sp - should it be alfa I wonder?), with a soft top. He has the life-style to go with it too - and so far nobody has pinned him down. I have watched the lovely young women come and go...

I like your blog anyway, and shall continue to visit. Thabks for calling.

Gwen said...

It is lovely isn't it IBeatrice when someone drops by unexpectedly. I'm surprised your son hasn't met the right woman yet. I'm sure it will not be long. Thanks for your comment and I look forward to your next visit.

Omega Mum said...

That sports car will be back again, with added rust, once Mr G hits middle age. So buy it now, and sell it on to him in about a decade.

Gwen said...

What an excellent idea Omega Mum. This I must try.

Anonymous said...

They're not very practical are they but they are sexy. You don't see many of them round here, apart from the odd tourist in summer. I'm a landrover girl myself.

Squirmy Popple said...

You can't really drive around with the car top down in Scotland too often, can you?

Gwen said...

CJ - Yes sadly sexy usually doesn't go along with practical. I bet your landrover is fantastic. I love being in cars like that. You are so high up and can see everything. They are great fun.

Katie - Despite having seen quite a few open tops in Glasgow you always run the risk of getting an absolute soaking in Scotland as the weather can change so quickly. It wouldn't do the cool and sexy image much good would it?

Anonymous said...

Sorry to fill up your comments with rubbish, Gwen, but the landrover is jolly amazing! He's called Norman after my late father.

Gwen said...

Don't worry CJ it's not rubbish at all. Norman sounds wonderful.

Kelly Innes said...

Landrover's rock- we had one in Cairo, about a billion years old and it got over every dune. Sadly we have the most impressively named VW Bora, which I think says everything about our knowledge of cars.

Sorry- bringing down tone!

Stay at home dad said...

Prius anyone?

My sportscar days ended when my daughter was a baby. Her carrier wedged handily onto the back shelf of my MG RV8, but sadly there was nowhere for the buggy.

Gwen said...

OK CJ I admit I had to google VW Bora to see what one looked like

http://www.parkers.co.uk/cars/reviews/Review.aspx?model=1035

It looks quite nice although I'm not sure about the colour of the one in that picture. I take it that that is not Norman though? If not you could name your VW Borat, or is that lowering things ever further?

SAHD

Thanks for visiting. I know many people who swear by Toyotas. They are economical and reliable (and no I really don't work for Toyota honest).

Hopefully a sports car will one day re enter your life. When you pick your daughter up from school and then whizz her about the countryside in one you'll be the coolest dad ever.