Roy Locock's fascinating description of his world tour in an MG Midget is written with such a relaxed style, he's either the most laid back retired businessman ever or simply chose not to bother us with the uncomfortable details. I've read a few epic journey books, and often it seems the minutiae of daily life away from the comforts of home become a huge focus for the traveller. I'm sure that's a fact of life on the road, so thanks for sparing us this time, Mr. Locock. Instead we get insights into the daily lives of people in the countries he visits, highlighting the contrasts which exist in quite close proximity under differing styles of government. We also get a sense of the sympathy that develops between man and machine when the relationship is constant and vital as on such a journey. Being from the "points and carburettors" generation myself, I think the Midget would lend itself well to such a relationship, purely because of the accessibility of its technology. Hard to feel sympathy for an ECU, but you can lovingly polish an SU dashpot, and it will reward you by working smoothly as a result. I enjoyed the book, and will look out for further exploits.