> > > > -Fob"I couldn't see it, really, as I was sharing the backseat with a string bass"ulis
> > >
> > > Whose string bass was it? Yours?
>
> > Nope, thank goodness; it would *never* fit in my mother's car.
>
> My mother plays the string bass. Last time she bought a car, she had to carefully select one that the bass would fit in.
>
> Paul

Oh, tell me about it. When I bought my car, I had to consider whether it would hold my harp, on the off-chance that I'd ever get good enough or (failing that) brave enough to play it in public; my inflatable dinghy when deflated and folded up as much as possible; or the oars for my wooden dinghy which is stored on a rack near the boat mooring. Not all at the same *time*, of course. Choosing a hatchback car by putting the rear seats down and measuring the interior dimensions really makes salesmen look at you strangely.

Brunnen-"it's not a bad car but it smells of inflatable dinghy a bit more than I'd like"G