Dreaming of BIG cars

When I was young, I was fascinated by the big cars that were parked outside my house when my uncle visited. He held one of the top ranking jobs and was provided with brand new huge cars every few years - and it had all the gadgets that would make our jaws drop. Twenty years ago they were still a novelty - to have a radio, a casette player which mostly played bhajans or carnatic music, perfumed air freshner, electric window buttons controlled centrally etc... and my cousin and I would examine each car in great detail, play for a bit with the gadgets if the driver let us to and secretly desire to possess such cars when we grew up. When we were about 13, my uncle arrived in a new CEILO car, and we took an instant liking to this one. It was a cream coloured one, a much better replacement of the old grey estate vehicle which could comfortably carry 8 heads. And the cousin, a year younger to me, came up with this idea to buy a black CEILO car and take my grandparents around in it. So we started saving money - honestly - we put away all the money we got for Pongal, Diwali and such like for over four years, not spending a penny more than what we needed and earning more money doing odd jobs. That was nowhere near the cost of the car, but we learnt our lessons on financial management which came in handy when we had to leave home many years later. And slowly the CEILO fever faded away. I think we used the money to buy clothes and jewels for a cousins wedding. By then our parents had newer cars and dreaming of big cars did become a reality. When I started driving one myself, I realized that the car was just another means of transport to get from Point A to Point B. Fast forward to life after marriage and settling down in the UK, we bought a little Skoda silver grey car, which remained our loyal companion for the last 3+ years. I started driving this vehicle only recently(thanks to an accident during college that shattered my confidence for a long time) and soon decided that it was time for a change. My eyes were set on a BMW or a Merc and I begged and pleaded with the husband to go for a change. It was agreed that if he cleared his fellowship exams, we would buy a new car. Thankfully, he's now a Fellow(of the Royal College) and the hunt for a car began almost immediately. After looking around and researching, we realized that the best vehicle for our kind of use would be a BMW. Few more doubts on whether to go for a manual or an automatic transmission were cleared after a couple of test drives. And we brought home a sparkling graphite coloured BMW, much to my joy. I can't thank the husband enough for fulfilling my desire to ride a BMW. It had been a long time dream to own and drive one .Here I present to you all our newest member...