Cars – as Gary Numan once sang – what is it good for? Huh. Say it again.
The thing about me and a motor, see, is that I do like a nicely coloured one. (My own mini, bizarrely, is black. It matches the mills of my ancestry.) So the weekend’s jaunt about Staffordshire’s Mini Fest had me like a kid in a candy-coloured store.
Here’s my posterly pick of the palette on parade – which I diddled about with after discovering I’d photographed little more than a whole heap of gorgeous fenders.
Words and pictures © Steve Mitchell, Fisher Lane, 2012