Like most young boys , he spent a lot of time playing in the dirt with toy cars .Then he branched out into billycarts . When hormones and other additives starting to throb through his chassis, along with a touch of acne , he got behind the wheel of a car . The experience seems to have turned him into another Toad of Toad Hall , besotted with motors, a strong desire to take a rustic mate for a burn to the Friday Club and beyond.
Over the years , he bought many different cars ,including two Jaguars . Unfortunately, no Ferrari or Lotus graced his garage . Seems he once crossed the nation to Darwin in a gleaming Jag and received many admiring glances.
He regularly runs envious eyes over desirable vehicles listed in the Unique Cars magazine To overcome his desire to fill a showroom with a fleet of gleaming , expensive cars , he built up a substantial collection of Match Box miniatures , which are displayed below , in his den .