Drinks And Cars: You Know It's Not Going To Work

After almost 18 years of writing about different kinds of vehicles, I have literally driven thousands, in various conditions. From places like Nürburgring race course in Germany, the Namib Desert, and deep water in Moremi to the biting cold of Iceland (there is a reason they don’t call it “Sunland”). Eventuall you start to know things about vehicles. Not a lot, but at least a bit more than the average guy who goes to buy cigarettes and bread in his slip-slops.

It’s always nice to chat to people who want to know things. But guess what? Sometimes I simply don’t want to talk about cars.

The worst is at a braai at someone’s place. Contrary to what many people might believe, I’m interested not only in 4x4s or vehicles. I also like to hunt, I enjoy good wine, cooking, dogs, Seinfeld, good movies, rugby, Formula One, rock music, and most types of cheeses (except gouda, which is basically a yellow-coloured eraser sold as food).

I don’t know if it’s the pressure of playing host but sometimes someone will introduce me with “This is Jaco, he drives cars and writes about it!” before turning around and making a beeline for the fridge.