Driving Miss Betsy

Betsy Fiat 500
You may have noticed on Snapchat, Facebook and Instagram that I am rather in love with my car.
And when I say love, I mean TRUE LOVE. Betsy (yes, that is her name) has become very much a part of my family and every time I jump in her to pootle down to the shops or go further afield, I get a surge of happiness.
I chat to Betsy (she doesn’t chat back, don’t be ridiculous) and sing at the top of my voice, knowing she won’t make fun of me.

Fiat 500
I love Betsy

She is very much a part of my London life and so of course I named her. I’ve always named things. I named my guitar when I was younger (George) my plant (Humphrey) and anything else that I felt or feel an affinity to.
And as soon as I name these seemingly inanimate objects, they immediately take on a personality… and in my nostalgic, Postman Pat little world, this is completely magical.
Fiat 500 Betsy
Betsy having a scrub.

Oh, and it turns out I’m not the only one. I spoke about this little habit of mine on social media and the car names suddenly came flooding in! There was Benjamin, Luigi, Lollipop, Dot, Poppy (excellent name) Egg, Johnny Angel… See below from my Facebook page:
Fiat 500
 
Betsy Fiat 500
Do you name your car?
Do you, do you?
Oh go on. Tell me.
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