It’s fair to say that a great many of my friends and family have always thought I’m a bit odd. Not for any other reason (I think) than my prediliction for old VWs. My mum and dad set me on the path to righteousness when they bought me my first Beetle when I was 16. I passed my test when I was 17 and have owned one air-cooled VW or another ever since. That’s 24 years, man and boy! So, despite what some people may think, I’m into these things and have been for over half my life.
Talking of my first car, it came from some old Ukranian neighbours and, as a six-year-old boy, I can remember Stefan turning up from time to time with these odd-sounding cars with…
