Me too. Sigh. Hoarders of the World unite!

One of my sons is a rally car enthusiast and has driven up to Edinburgh today to take part in some sort of competition in the city centre there.  I do worry about him.  He drives a ridiculous-looking car, covered in advertising sponsorship.  It's an Evolution - whatever that may mean.  He says he'll be setting off back tomorrow about 5 p.m., unless he wins when he'll have to stay for the awards ceremony.  I really don't like to think about it.  Far too dangerous an activity for my liking. :-( 

Quite agree Mary.  A car is for getting from A to B, not for crashing across the countryside - or whatever they do.  I've never taken much interest and I've never been to watch.  You never stop worrying about them.

Same with my other son.  He's a black belt Shotokan enthusiast.  He used to fight professionally and do training videos - but fortunately his career has now taken much more precedence.  He only does training these days.  I used to die a thousand deaths just thinking about it, but apart from bruising and a couple of cracked ribs once, he managed to survive.

This little chap with me now took to karate, football, swimming etc., just the same.  I've always encouraged them to be sporty and energetic - no obesity in Millyland - but unfortunately it works the other way as well, giving them enough confidence to try more and more daring stuff. It must be the way my family is "wired".    I like a boy to be a boy I must admit but somehow they never know when to stop. 

We had a scare last year when daughter's newly-licensed b/f went to visit his sis in his new car (after everybody had advised him to buy a clunker as a first car). Beloved couldn't sleep that night and it got later, and later, and when he finally crept in at about 2am it turned out that he had fallen asleep at the wheel and rolled the car. I still thank God that he emerged unscathed but the car was a write-off.

When my brother reached the age of 70, he bought one of these:



He is rather arthritic, and had difficulty getting in and out of it, but he stubbornly hung onto it. He admitted he was having a very late mid-life crisis. Up to then he had tended towards the Volvo estate kind of car.

Help!. Where do you post on the subject of the other board?
I don't understand anything. Why are they suspending their board?
There are people there who post.
I don't think the message was from this board.

Calm down, tp. I think I may know what you are referring to but could you explain it a bit more, please?

It does help, in my testosterone-drenched opinion, to be able to take a little innocent pleasure in the activity of driving, rather than seeing the machine just as a substitute for the inadequacies of public transport and a never-ending money drain.

Without turning into Mr Toad, I mean.