It’s almost ten years ago, when I bought my vintage Jaguar XJS. And in two years time it will turn 30, thus gain official classic status. That means a huge drop in insurance and tax fees. It’s a grand tourer coupe with an incredibly smooth running V12 engine, sporting 294 horsepower. Because it shares the same comfort suspension with the XJ saloon, the regular version is not so great for racing.
I learned long ago, that there were some XJS used for racing. I saw reports of increasing the displacement from 5.3 to 10 lites or mounting a dual compressor, thus reaching 1’000 horsepower. But only when reading the latest issue of the JDCS Tribune, I learned that the XJS was in fact Jaguar’s most successful racing car. When you read about Jaguar racing cars, what you usually find, are the legendary XK120 to XK150, C-Type, D-Type, the Silk-cut cars, and maybe something about the XJ13. There are some cool old looking videos on youtube.
But the reason I write about all this is that I was, after years of absence, finally driving with the Jaguar driver’s club again. Levin, my older son, is the biggest fan of cars that I know, and he was looking forward to this day for a month. He was totally excited seeing all these beautiful cars. And during the drive he observed every car he could see, following them and trying to identify.
When the new kitchen was installed in our camper, I didn’t throw everything of the old one away. Only the part with Mirella’s bad memories. I kept the faucet so that I could use it for the kids one day. Recently I exchanged the pump and the water tank. With the old parts I had almost everything I needed. The only things left to buy were a crate and a drain. Mirella gave me a bucket where I could drill a hole for the drain. Assembling it was easy, and Levin was lost in playing for hours…
A long time ago, I found a web service to visualize a map with all the countries you have visited. Now I finally figured out how to get it displayed in wordpress using the code-embed plugin.
Well, since we got kids, travelling is in hibernation mode, but we already have plans on where to go when the boys grow older.
So, here are the countries I visited:
The countries where I flew paraglider are red, the ones I only visited are blue.
Last time I spent a night in a hospital was when I was born moren than 34 years ago. I was never looking forward to the next one.
But this weekend our son Levin hit the ground with his head really hard while playing. He cried badly, and the spot on his head that hit got swollen. We immediately went to the hospital with him. As we suspected, the doctors diagnosed a concussion, and wanted to keep him vor supervision for 24 hours. During the night he cried a couple of times, but because the nose was filled in. They woke him every hour to flash into his eyes with a torch. The next day he plays again as if nothing had happened.
So, my first night in hospital was not as bad …
Last saturday February12th, five minutes before the deadline (midnight) we received our second son Noah Lauro. Everything went well, and meanwhile the whole family is home again.