PLATE CLASS
I seem to have spent an unusual amount of time messing about with number plates this month, much to the bemusement of all colleagues. Except that is, Markets Editor Ruggles who alone shares my opinion that the wrong number plate spoils an old car. We’ve all followed brand new cars f resh from the dealer wearing the latest letter and marvelled at how anyone can take delivery of a £50,00 car and not complain that the apprentice has fitted the rear plate at a crazy angle, but with modern classics it’s rather more subtle. Our DB7 came with a set of plates displaying a local car trader’s name on the tab at the bottom. Not only did this mean the plates wouldn’t fit the rectangular recess on the car, but…
