To round off a truly memorable anniversary year for Ferrari and the Owners’ Club, Ferrari hosted their annual racing days once again at Silverstone this last weekend. As members of the Owners’ Club we were encouraged to attend—in a Ferrari of course—to join in the festivities. I had intended to be there last year but other events took precedence; not this year with two major milestones to be celebrated. And despite the damp start the day quickly brightened up beautifully, allowing hundreds of exquisite cars to glisten in the autumn sun.
Time for another Ferrari Owners’ Club event, and this time it’s at Blenheim Palace on the tail end of the Salon Privé Concours d’Elégance for their inaugural Classic & Supercar event. So a little earlier in the year the owners’ club invited members to join them to celebrate both Ferrari’s 70th and the clubs 50th at an end of summer party following Salon Privé and we we jumped at the chance to enjoy the 360 once more (before both its MOT and then hibernating it away for the winter months). It was an early start for us, having been asked to arrive before 9 o’clock so we would all be in place before the gates opened to the general public at 10.
What a fantastic day it was to help celebrate the Ferrari Owners’ Club of Great Britain’s 50th Anniversary—in addition to Ferrari’s 70th—in the grounds of Danesfield House, alongside the clubs EFG sponsored Concours competition. With nearly 250 Ferrari’s and over 1,000 members (reportedly), it was a beautiful day out in the sun.
So here we are again with another tale from Bath: we’re back again for the Bath Festival of Motoring, with its charity supercar dream rides. Once again, being able to use my Ferrari 360 for good and to help others is one of those things that makes it worthwhile. (And I don’t just mean taking out punters who aren’t in a position to buy their own supercar…)
So today we made the short trip back to Uxbridge, to see our friends as GVE London, as they were hosting a supercar charity open day for the KidsOut charity. Lunch and drinks were provided with the proceeds going to KidsOut. There was good turn out with a variety of supercars, including many Ferrari’s, some Lamborghini’s, and a couple of McLaren’s.
It was great to be out in the sun, knowing that even small gestures can have a huge impact on the lives of those who are less fortunate. I can be easy to forget that despite owning some of the most exclusive cars, there are many people who are struggling to with even the basic necessities of life.
So without further ado, here’s who came out in support:
What a fun day that was! Meeting up at a local service station, so we could all drive-in together to the Classics at the Villa: Fast Cars and Slow Food, car show. At 9 o’clock this morning, there was approximately fifteen Ferrari’s outside a drive-though Starbucks, patiently waiting so we could convoy the seven miles to Villa Scalabrini, and once we arrived we were greeted by—maybe—another fifteen Ferrari’s who had made their own way to the venue.
It certainly has been a busy few weeks: not only was the 360 recently serviced, it also took us to a wedding in Cardiff. This gave a short opportunity to make a little noise as we drove through the Brynglas Tunnel (despite the heavy traffic). It also piqued the interested of some younger wedding attendees who appeared to have their afternoon made when I offered them to have their photographs taken sitting in the drivers seat.
It’s been a long winter; with no pressing need to get the 360 out. (In addition to no Formula 1—perhaps I should take up hibernation—I wonder if I automate my job my boss would notice? Probably.) Anyway, the temperature has started to rise and the sun is out a little more each day, so it was time to have the front bumper resprayed, due to numerous stone chips, and (a slightly delayed) annual service carried out. I went back to my friends at Slade’s Garage for the bodywork but decided to return the car to its original seller, H. R. Owen, for the service. This was primarily because me existing service book was now full of stamps and dates and so I needed them to source me a new one from Maranello. And Ferrari, it turns out, require a fair few items of proof before they’ll issue a new book:
So it’s now been two years since I bought my 360 Modena, and it’s still the pride and joy of my life, much to the displeasure of my girlfriend. She is still very much of the opinion that it’s too low (which makes getting in and out tricky), too noisy, and the ride is too firm. It also—apparently—has too few seats, although I maintain that as it’s just the two of us this isn’t a problem; I’ve been told that my next Ferrari has to have four seats. So be it.