PH Blog: the Clio that became a kettle
So, how was your bank holiday? Dan went out and bought a kettle...

Basically this is the story of a Clio 172 Cup that became a kitchen. When exactly I passed that milestone in life where the latter becomes more important than the former I'm not entirely sure - must've been snoozing at that point or something. And before anyone weighs in with the 'she made you sell your car to buy a kitchen?' misogynist outrage it's only fair to point out that only half the Clio was actually mine and, effectively, the other half was subsidised for my pleasure. A great deal of which I had at the wheel before I gallantly (I can say that now) declared it wasn't really fair to be exploiting the deal like that. And went and bought my Eunos instead.
Still, if the Clio was to become a kitchen my one rule was that there should be something there to commemorate its sacrifice. Some feature, some flash of Mondial Blue or something relevant to my ownership. One mate, who witnessed the Cup's ability to bite the unwary (ie, me), commented I should perhaps have a small gravel trap in the corner. Very funny. But I thought the kettle would do the job, so there it is. And every time I go to make a brew I can reminisce about OV52 OVM and the fun (and fear) we shared together.
It was a cracking little car too - properly fierce and unforgiving and brutally fast for a hot hatch. For my money that was the perfect meeting point in the hot hatch evolution where proper performance met a half decent chassis before things got too civilised and computer assisted. The Cup is new enough to feel like a 'modern' car but much more raw and involved than anything on the market today, 200 Cup included. I remember reading about it when it launched and thinking 'that's my kind of car' and, sure enough, it proved itself exactly that. And now whenever I make a cup of tea I get a little chance to celebrate its part in my life.
Maybe I should feel sad that my Clio has morphed into a kettle. But it was the right time to part and I feel no bitterness. And the new owner looked chuffed to bits with it when he drove off. Not that it stops me browsing the classifieds from time to time of course... I'm still loyal and, weirdly, felt a surge of pride at 172 Cup owner Steve McMaster putting one over the Caterhams at the Goodwood sprint at the weekend too. Well done that man!
So, anyone else got a little shrine to a long-lost automotive love? Share! You're among friends here...
Dan
We are getting to the end of a loan to pay for a conservatory that is too cold to use in winter and too hot to use in summer and which I still resent. the trick is to keep a toy, however small, as a consolation.
It was one of those hand drawn pictures of the car (with the same blue stripes as my own), with the actual number plate printed on it.
Sadly the car had to go as it was a constant attraction for local yobs who felt it necessary to steal from it at any opportunity. Unfortunately one morning I came into the garage to find it missing it's whole front bumper and rear spoiler. It was too much hassle and it had to go.
Even sadder is that the mug finally joined it last month when it was victim to a terrible dish-washing incident. Still, I've got a lot of fond memories of that car!
I had a Vectra GSi that morphed just like your Clio. Mine turned into an engagement ring, I miss that car!

More recently I sold my eight year old, tuned (engine not body!) Elise to pay for some landscaping...that hurt.
Still, as of last year, the Lotus key fob now has an E92 M3 key on it so balance is once again restored to the universe...
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