I UNEXPECTEDLY traded in my much loved little bella donna coloured Ka. It wasn't planned. it just happened.

On Saturday I got a surprise when a prospective buyer rang asking why I'd got shut.

I explained it was a super little vehicle but I'd got the chance of a bargain, a more solid little car with just a few miles on the clock - my dad's.

He seemed delighted and told me he'd put a deposit on it for his wife and it had already been christened Peter the Purple People Eater!

What! I don't think he was so chuffed when I said it had always been known as Bluebottle because it looked like one on the drive.

Are people mad naming their cars or what? If you have any good ones let me know.