Great drives: rural Sussex in a Rolls-Royce Dawn
The idea of a carefree Sunday drive is jumping in the car and going where the road and fancy takes you. Not so for me. No, my Sunday drive took a bit more planning.
Why? Because when you’re driving a car which costs as much as a small house, is 17ft long and guaranteed to garner attention wherever you go, well, you have other things on your mind.
Things such as “Please God, do not let me prang this”, “Where the hell am I going to park this beast?” and “Just keep your eyes on the road, despite all passers-by stopping, staring and pointing.”
There are few cars that generate the reaction a Rolls-Royce does. And navigating a Rolls-Royce Dawn convertible with the top down along the border between East and West Sussex on a sunny autumn afternoon provokes more responses than a driver can take in.
It’s a cliche but if you have to ask, then you can’t afford it. And I know Rolls-Royce would prefer…