Memories inspired when reacquainted with Ford Fiesta XR2

The year was 1988 and I was in my second year of senior school. Not many of my teachers stick in my mind, apart from one, my Chemistry teacher, Mr Grant. Not because I was much good at mixing chemicals but more because of his choice of car.

Mr Grant was an active teacher, running the school canoe club and his usual transport was a rather cool, heavily modified long-wheelbase Land Rover. But at the start of one Autumn term, he surprised me by turning up to school in a brand new, white Mk2 Ford Fiesta XR2.