Some of you know that we've been negotiating to sell the lovely white '75 Jaguar coupe. Today, the deed was done.
We sold her to man in Massachusetts who knows and loves Jaguars, and seems very excited to own this car and ready to give her the loving attention she deserves. (If he doesn't, may his entire body break out in hives!
) He arranged to have her transported by closed transport. This afternoon the trucker arrived, and we had to say farewell to this beauty. (How ironic that we did the transfer across from a funeral home, seen at the left of this photo.)
I was impressed by the care the driver took. In fact, once he got the Jaguar into the trailer, before he opened the door, he placed a towel between the Jaguar door and the side of the trailer -- just to be sure he didn't hit the door against the side of the trailer.
The rumors that I was sobbing as she left are somewhat exaggerated.
We sold her to man in Massachusetts who knows and loves Jaguars, and seems very excited to own this car and ready to give her the loving attention she deserves. (If he doesn't, may his entire body break out in hives!


I was impressed by the care the driver took. In fact, once he got the Jaguar into the trailer, before he opened the door, he placed a towel between the Jaguar door and the side of the trailer -- just to be sure he didn't hit the door against the side of the trailer.

The rumors that I was sobbing as she left are somewhat exaggerated.
