The first two instalments leading on from the Cat v Dog debate I wrote last week. Cementing my cat like unpredictability, who knows how many instalments there will be. Here for now is the first two of Cars Named After Cats. So grab some catnip and a cuppa tea and enjoy….
Ahhhh, the 70s. No one really gave a toss about living did they? They cared more about L-I-V-I-N’ (to quote Wooderson from Dazed & Confused). L-i-v-i-n’ large. Every night. Unprotected. In slacks to show off your pack. Or in Sasoons to show off your moons. It was a sweaty, panther cage sex fight cocktail with a disco-punk shag-pile backbeat and ashtrays in hospital delivery rooms.

