Thanks, Phil
And Peter... I've got to say (though slightly off-subject).. your ‘sell their Excel, then regret not having one’ remark was spot-on!!
For me the ‘big Lotuses’, as I call them, are in my blood. And whilst I've missed (and enjoy) the Struggle, for me the racing heritage, Chapman’s genius, the lightness, handling, engineering excellence, etc, etc, are all - in my book - secondary to the aesthetic pull of ‘The Look’. And I know exactly when that began.
In 1978, having moved down to London 3-4 years before, I returned to my North Wales council estate family home on a regular visit to the folks. And parked large as life on a nearby street - where normally all you saw was extremely old motors - was a newish car that, to me, looked like it had been just dropped from another planet. It was a black wedge Lotus Elite, with some kind of crushed-velvet topped dash. I’d never seen anything, in my whole life, so jaw dropping. And to this day, I've no idea whose it was. But my love affair with the louche glamour of these long, low-slung, Espada-like luxury sports tourers started right there & then.
It took till 1984, and much angst & struggle, to get a used Elite of my own. And only 3 months after that to write it off, by ploughing headfirst into a ditch! But that car lit the touchpaper and the Excel, from that point, seemed a natural evolution. Leading to ownership by 1991 of, in succession, an ‘82 Mk1 Excel, ‘86 Excel SE, and ‘86 Esprit S3. Though to be honest, for the 3 years I owned the Esprit - although I'd aspired to it - I always wished I was back in an Excel.
1991 brought a company liquidation & loss of house, followed by nearly 20 years of many lower-value (but still hugely enjoyable) cars of assorted make. By 2008 though, I could resist my long-lost love no longer, and bought - for £2250 - a 21-year-old Excel SA. Followed by, in succession, an ‘85 Excel and ‘91 Excel SE. After selling the SE a few years ago, I've often recounted to friends how it was the right decision, for a load of sound & sensible reasons. But always finished with "So why the hell do I keep looking at them online??!!"
The answer is my heart will always be on that North Wales street in 1978. Though my actual, physical heart (or wallet) couldn't take the stress of keeping an Elite on the road! In truth, I never thought I'd afford an Excel again. But I somehow have, and despite the pandemic, fuel shortage, state of the world, climate change & sparse supermarket shelves - in a small way, I feel order has been restored.