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This year ushers in the 100th anniversary of the first ever MG motor car and the appearance of the first MG Motors electric sports car. This is the first official picture of the NEW MG Cyberster electric car due to be released in the UK later this year. The first electric sports car produced by MG Motors since the marque was bought by its Chinese owners, it has been eagerly anticipated since its conception a couple of years ago. To the MG enthusiast, a very exciting sports car continuing what the brand was best known for. Two years ago, and again recently, I offered to drive one of these cars 'around the world' as soon as it was released, independently proving the technology and engineering quality and recreating the feat accomplished by Bridget the Midget. Initially, the Chinese management were enthusiastic about the offer, but have now declined to follow up the challenge with me. So this year, I can confirm, Bridget will...

Bridget and I have left Colditz and driven 225 miles north-west to Arnhem. I have decided that 20 different countries are enough for this trip. The drive to Arnhem has been relaxed with excellent roads and, in the main, good drivers. Bridget has now added ten new countries bringing her tally to 62 different countries in all. Calling in to Arnhem is largely a personal inclination. I joined the British Army in 1962, straight from school, and my first drill sergeant in basic training was a paratrooper that had served in 1st Battalion Airborne dropping into Arnhem during the Second World War. He was injured and carried that injury for the rest of his life. He made a significant impression on the rest of my life and I just want to pay my respects. I would love to find some sort of record, even just a photograph, although that is the proverbial needle in the haystack. Like most tourists to Arnhem...

The drive from Chisinau up to Siret was a nightmare, but as with any disaster film there was a hero. The journey started out well, leaving at around 8:30am in light traffic. The route out of the city, so often the worst part of any driving day, was easy to find and follow. I decided I would wait until we had cleared the city boundaries before topping up with fuel. The first couple of service stations I tried didn’t know whether their fuel’s content had 5% or 10% (E5 or E10) ethanol and to be perfectly honest I don’t think they even knew what Ethanol is. Eventually I found a garage around 15 miles out of town that had E5 fuel, so we filled up. Most of the East European countries still have pump attendants and there is usually a scramble for who is going to do the honours. I’ve even had the situation where one attendant would fill the fuel...