Don't worry, my lad's not wearing a posh school uniform, he's appearing as an evacuee in a stage play over the next few nights and the Spyder seemed like the perfect mode of transport to get him there. Until he pointed out that an Italian car wouldn't have been too popular in 1940...
At the rate he's growing (he's 13) he'll be able to play Private Pike if they do Dad's Army next year.
Car felt great in the evening sunshine btw, coming up to two years on the road and it still puts a smile on my face every time I change down and listen to the crackling of the Triumph Six pot on the overrun. Marvelous!