This is weird. In this pic, the Boywonder is standing next to a car that he spotted, parked (dumped) outside his orchestra rehearsal the other day. It’s been there in this car park for a while and, waiting for dad to arrive to pick him up, he went to investigate the familiar-looking vehicle.
This is our last-but-one car that, after spending two years being hammered into the ground on the Parisian school run, finally died at the age of 10 just before its MOT. As I recall, we actually paid someone to take it away for scrap. And here it is, five years later, dumped, with a tax disc that expired in 2010. An ignominious end for a good car.