Driven #43:- Renault Espace 2.2dCI Dynamique ('06)

 

One day soon I’m going to have to become a responsible adult. Settling down with a house will become the priority, choosing furniture and tiles will become my de rigeur weekend activity. I’ll have to put my plans for a Mercedes diesel powered Reliant Scimitar, or that night-club-owner-in-1986 spec C4 Corvette Convertible (red with white leather…) , even more on hold than they already are.

And then one day, depending on the potency of my loins and whether my other half is still willing to come anywhere near me without revulsion, I might end up rearing an offspring. It'll hopefully be a small scale operation, we certainly won’t be on a quest to repopulate Essex. But fertility is a funny thing, if sprogs keep popping out I might find myself having to make a terrible, terminal life decision.

I may end up needing a minivan.

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Driven #6:- '04 Renault Clio RenaultSport 182

People need shopping cars. Small hatchbacks that get driven into the ground on weekday nights, loaded with groceries, dogs, children and other everyday paraphernalia. Appliances, not objects of pride, they wear their scratches, dents, stains and odours as a Curriculum Vitae of family achievements. For whatever reason, when I think of shopping car, I think of the Renault Clio. Small French cars are built for this kind of abuse and absolutely lap it up. It’s as if they all still carry a few vestiges of DNA from the Citroen 2cv and Renault 4, a certain utilitarianism that just doesn’t come from other countries.

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