Classic Calls the Shots (30 page)

‘Come back some day, Louise.'

‘I will.' A pause. ‘Come with me, Jack.'

I thought about it, I thought of what I had here, I thought of Louise and I knew I had to cut her free. And myself too.

‘Some day,' I said. ‘A few things to sort out here.'

After she'd gone, I looked around at what I'd chosen. In the Pits I could hear Zoe and Len singing. Well, not exactly. Zoe was singing and Len was grunting some unrecognizable ditty. In a few moments I would go to join them. First, I went round to look at my Lagonda and my Gordon-Keeble, both awaiting my pleasure. Then I went into the Glory Boot. Dad did not seem to be around, but after a while he condescended to drop by for a minute or two. What was it he used to say?

‘There'll always be classics, Jack. Remember that, son. You can rely on cars.'