This is a heart-warming tale, if I do say so myself. So about six years ago, I had a Rover 820i Fastback. It was stunning. Beautiful metallic red, J plate and in superb condition all round. A chap around the corner from me took a real interest in it, an elderly gent, in his 70s. Before this I had known him purely as "Volvo man". Anyway, his name was Brian and he had a real passion for older stuff. He told me he had a lockup with quite a few things in it and would I like to take a look. He had bizarre stuff with no correlation as to his shite fetishes. At one end there was a Rover SD1, at the other there was Citroen ZX Aura petrol automatic. In between, from memory, there were numerous Volvo 240s, a Ford Cortina and a D reg BMW 635CSi. We would see each other the odd time, he'd be walking the dogs and take an interest in my latest turd. Anyway, about two years ago, I randomly realised it had been quite a while since I'd seen him, so I called at the house. He usually had the driveway stuffed with cars that he'd bring round from the lockup, presumably to give them a run and freshen them up, then bring a few different ones around the week after. All that was in the driveway this time was the 940 Estate he and the wife used daily. I was invited in by his wife and told that Brian had had a stroke. It didn't look good and he had instructed the lockup and driveway to be cleared so that she didn't have to deal with it after his death. That was three months previous to my calling. Brian was there, he was really pleased to see me but when I mentioned the cars he got very emotional. Because of the stroke his license was revoked and he basically called in a contact to clear everything. I don't know where these cars ended up but he was regretful that he didn't contact me, but quite obviously it was a very bad time for him and his main concern was his wife not being left with all of that to deal with. Anyway.... Mr Hancock (Brian) has made an excellent improvement, and despite never being fit to drive again, happily gets ferried around in the 940 At the weekend I was driving home and glanced into the driveway on my way past to admire the Volvo, as I always did. But there was a Toyota Yaris sat there, with the Volvo in front of it under the car port. Quick reg check and sure enough the MOT expired on the Volvo on February 1st. Oh dear. Time to call again! Yesterday I knocked the door. Was invited in by both of them with the warmest of welcomes as usual. Yes, the Volvo had been replaced with an automatic Yaris after failing it's MOT on emissions - providing the perfect opportunity for Jennifer, his wife, to modernise and downsize. I could tell Brian wasn't happy. "What's the plan for the Volvo then?". "Oh we will be having it lifted by the local scrap merchants on Friday". "Eh.... name your price and I will buy it!". I knew that this car had wanted for nothing over the years. This was met by shock from both of them - It was at this point that I realised I had never actually expressed an interest in their daily driver, because we were always discussing each other's hobby cars. They looked absolutely delighted, and in fact welled up at the hope that it may be saved. His wife kept saying "are you sure? You know it has no MOT and has failed on emissions? I really don't want to be passing on problems". Just that older generation logic. Anyway, I left, having reassured them it has a home with me and to call me with a price the next day. So today I got a call from the wife. "We were both so happy that you want to take the car on, you have turned a difficult situation into something so happy for my husband - we want you to have the car." "Price?". "The knowledge that it is in good hands is all we wanted, and that's what we've got". As of 3pm, I had the honour of taking on someone's pride and joy. I have been beaming with pride all day, driving this masterpiece. It has been so loved and I hope I can continue to do that. And I'm really looking forward to calling by with a new MOT certificate and taking Brian for another spin. The temperature gauge is not rising at all and the emissions light is on. The smell of fuel from it would knock you out. I wouldn't say this car has been above 25mph in the last three years. But it is running absolutely beautifully and even has working heated seats. Below is an invoice from last month. The history is totally comprehensive, including numerous belt changes and a religious annual service. The manual pack contains much "homework" Will get to work on what may be causing the emissions to be absolutely off the chart. After that, there is nothing to do but enjoy this old girl, and continue to love it the way I have promised to do so. I feel really privileged to have been entrusted with something that has had so much love over the years by a man who can no longer enjoy his passion. But I hope swinging by with it occasionally will make him smile as much as I have today while driving it.