…as we bid a fond farewell to Halloween and associated silliness:

…but also with a certain degree of sadness at the disappearance of Oktoberfest:

…as we finally welcome the change in seasons:

…as we bid a fond farewell to Halloween and associated silliness:

…but also with a certain degree of sadness at the disappearance of Oktoberfest:

…as we finally welcome the change in seasons:

Many if not most of my Readers will be unfamiliar with the impossibly-lanky Jodie Kidd. Here’s a brief summary of her curriculum vitae (because she’s a Brit):
After the modeling thing ended, she got into car racing first with the Gumballs, and then as a guest on the late-lamented Top Gear, where she was briefly the fastest driver in the Reasonably-Priced Car segment.
After you’ve watched that little episode (note her joyful little dance when learning that she’d beaten everyone (including Clarkson), take a look at her now, on the excellent Cars & Money EeeeewwwChooob channel.
And finally, on her own channel (Kidd in a Sweet Shop), watch her drive quite possibly the greatest sports car ever made, the Alfa Romeo Tipo 33 — or rather, a reincarnation thereof. (Story is in the video, but it ends with her saying, “I’m just going to keep driving until they tell me to stop.” )
After that, I defy y’all not to watch more of her shows on the Sweet Shop channel — I did, a lot.
It’s also impossible not to fall in love with her, a little — she loves cars as much or more than anyone on the planet — and it’s a great way to spend a weekend.
No need to thank me; it’s all part of the service.
…and winner of the strangest EeeewwwChooob video I’ve seen for a while.
I still prefer this version… with Fearnley artwork.

Yeah, I could do this:

Sure, it has about 111,000 miles on it, but for the 80s-era Toyota 3.0-liter V6 powerplant? That’s just nicely run in.
Want.
“You wake up every morning and a part of your body that
worked perfectly well yesterday has become wonky in
some way. Then you have to watch the television with the
subtitles turned on.” — Jeremy Clarkson
Also, your morning trip to the bathroom (brush teeth, morning wee etc.) has turned into something that looks more like a shelf-clearing trip through a drugstore’s Rx section.

Your suggestions in Comments.