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.
This update is a little less about Ferrari’s and rather a lot about Morgan’s: during the second half of our brief summer getaway we found ourselves around the Malvern Hills. As an area of outstanding natural beauty there was plenty of opportunity to appreciate the views of the surrounding country from the top of the hills (especially as the weather was on form), as well as make use of the winding roads (tractors permitting).
Last week was the setting for one of the highlights of my Ferrari orientated year: the Harpenden Classics on the Common. I had heard about it last year but too late to purchase tickets or even attend, so this time around I made sure that I bought tickets in good time. It was to be one of the biggest car shows I would attend, with over 1,000 cars, including several dozen Ferrari’s. I was looking forward to the idea of convoying in and arriving with other Ferrari owners.
Once again, the Ferrari Owners Club was invited to GVE London, for a BBQ and a chance to watch the qualifying of the Formula 1 Austrian Grand Prix. The was a slightly larger turn-out this year, possibly helped by GVE’s increased presence along with their new, larger showroom. Here’s what came out this year for some lunch.
What a great weekend! A big thank-you to everyone involved: organisers, owners, drivers, and the general public. From what I heard we raised quite a sum for charity offering rides in our supercars for a small donation. There was a nice selection of supercars, from Ariel Atom’s to Ferrari F40’s, and many in between (including my own Ferrari 360, of course).
So last week my 360 went off on an adventure of its own. My brother had asked if he could borrow it for a couple of days while his wife and he stayed at Limewood. As it’s a fancy place, and I had no plans to use the car for a couple of weeks, I agreed he could showoff for a few days. All I asked was that he try and get a couple of good photographs of the Ferrari in front of hotel’s main building, which he was more than happy to do.
Unfortunately for everyone involved (though mostly just myself in reality) the weather for this long Easter weekend was less than ideal, which meant that although I got out to my car, I had decided that it wasn’t really worth taking it out in the rain just to drive to dinner.