Everyone knows how much I like to complain about cars– how they’re smelly, how they’re a waste of space, how they try to run me over…. But that hasn’t managed to put a damper on the love affair I’ve been having with all the cute little cars to be seen here in London. One of my favorite activities is Mini Cooper counting: How many are parked on one block? How many drive by in one minute? How many are parked directly in front of our building? (On a recent afternoon, the answer to this last one was four.)
Here is a sampling:
The Fiat 500 is absolutely the cutest. It looks rather like a fat little rabbit (I mean the animal, not the car). But it's gotta be the vintage one-- the new models just don't have that chubbiness!
I'm also a fan of the Figaro. It seems to come only in pastels-- blue, pink, and beige. I am not nearly stylish enough to own a car such as this one.
Smart Cars, on the other hand, are starting to get on my nerves. Look how this one insists on making a point of how it can park perpendicular to the curb-- even though it totally sticks out, and there's loads of room to park parallelly! That's just obnoxious.
The afore-mentioned Mini convention on Elsham Road.
We think the old Mini is even smaller than the young whippersnappers you see around.