If you like dogs you don’t like cars. Fact.
A rather alarming thing arose at the MPH dinner, which the whole Overdrive team attended a while back. And it wasn’t the fact that Ross, our old operations manager, can’t go for 12 minutes without thinking of something for Ciro and me to do, or that he can go a whole 7 without thinking about something we haven’t done yet, that we said we’d do. Last year Monday. The Aston Martin Bulldog. The only car (n)ever

Scene: BMW 530 – from the past
Good morning! It’s Friday; I hope you’re not to hungover to realise that. So here’s your Good Morning Its Friday Story. Because of the purchasing decisions of a member of my family I have cause to visit the fantastic BMW Atlantic showroom on Herengracht Road in the Cape Town CBD. This is a wonderful place if you’re a fan of the brand. It goes way past showroom; this is a shrine to all things Bavarian Motor Werkshen-ish.

Cue Terrible Bread Puns. It’s Bertrand Baguette.
Hot off the wires is that Renault is handing a test drive to young French Formula 3.5 Champion, Bertrand Baguette.  So that’s what the crisis meeting in Paris was all about, whether the French car manufacturer could suffer another blow to it’s image by having such a ridiculous surname adorning its cars. Baguette. Pasty. I’ll get us started then. Let’s hope Baguette doesn’t roll. Baguette. A cut above the rest. (Yawn

Driven: Volkswagen (Don’t Say Passat) CC. Labradorability.
Not an estate agent? Don’t PVR Survivor? Don’t forward Vernon Koekemoer jokes? Not a wanker?  Boy have we got a car for you! Gentlemen and ladies of leisure, I have immense pleasure in introducing you to the best VW ever made – besides a Veyron or a Phaeton which no-one (except Kevin F****n Pietersen) has driven – the VW CC.  Four short letters.  Even the TT has more.  In fact, I think it’s probably the shortest car name ever. I would have really adorned it wi

Driven: Volkswagen CC (and we loved it)
Starbucks failed in Australia. Nobody really knows why. They say Starbucks works elsewhere because it is ‘The Third Place”; the first being your home and the second being your work. Obviously America has become a nation of friendless dullards judging by how popular Starbucks is over there. Personally, my third place is where I’d find my friends and family.