The back seat of a Morris Minor

After a grim weekend and an unpromising start to the day weather-wise, the sun started to shine at lunchtime.

Rather than chart the obvious route up appalling King Street I decided to explore the back streets of Brook Green where I found this little car.

Part of me found it incredibly cute to see the cushions on the back seat. You imagine canoodling in there.

Then the cynical side of me thought, they're there because the suspension is crap.