I've been driving in my car

Here we are parked up in Blenheim Place in Edinburgh to buy a 10kg sack of good food for the ever-eating, semi-bulimic Fillmore Cat. My lovely car is now 9 years old and such a beautiful design but shamefully I must admit that it's "manky" (very dirty)! I am often levering my OAP aunties and uncles in and out of the back seats - it has hopeless access for the arthritic - however once she gets settled Aunty "Magrit" likes a wee nap in the comfy bucket seats.