I had to give someone a lift back from Oxford to Hampstead, the chap sat in the back. When he remarked how tacky the fake wood looked, I asked him what car he drives and he said he had a 1951 Bentley Coupe. He came over as being tacky in his remarks and just a bit too snobby and boorish for my liking. For his punishment, he spent the entire journey back being educated on the refinements and heritage of the Rover 75, the real wood dash, no fake leather seats, sound proofing, blah blah, the delightful sound of the V6
