I thought I'd give you a quick look at why I use the name SmartWombat.
Among my many obsessions is the Smart car.
It's all my wife's fault, she found the original City car while looking for something small, with automatic gearbox and air conditioning. Rather hard to find in the UK.
After buying that, I took it (OK, and her) up to Scotland for the weekend and fell in love with it ... so I just had to get one of my own - but a Cabrio model.
Then the car became more than just a car as we discovered the owner's club and went to meetings all round the country, then Europe.
Even though it's 600cc (don't laugh!) with its turbocharger it's capable of 115mph, fast enough to survive on the autobahn.
Three years on and they launched the Roadster, again I just had to get this and sold my Cabrio to get the new toy. I insisted on one of the first 70 in the UK, a left hand drive model so I could get to the office in Frankfurt from home here in Oxford, as I'd be spending more time on the "other" side of the road
Now that's one year old, and after 4 years in the club we're known as Mr & Mrs Wombat (my wife is resigned to it!) and we're on the management committee.
So we attend every major event: Edinburgh last week, Blackpool this week, Perth week after next, then Track day and London - Brighton run next month.
Top to bottom: Mr & Mrs Wombat at Blackpool Mayor's parade today - with cameras.
My new toy and a German sunset, 2003.
Hers (blue) 'n' his (grey) back in 2001.
So that's the Smart bit, the Wombat?
Well, that's another story.