You know all about Paris. Some people drive on the wrong side of the road, most of the people speak French and not many drive Citroens any more. Well, maybe like in Australia, beret-wearing, Gauloises-smoking architects still do, but the rest drive Renault Clios and ride bicycles without helmets.
Anyway I was there last weekend so you didn't have to put up with all that. Yup, toiling away at the Mondial de l'Automobile and Coys Auction. The world's largest motor show's media relations team clearly learnt their skills from the Germans during the four years of the occupation.
Once you located the Coys' corner in one of the million sheds making up the Paris Expo site it was a pretty rum affair, except there were no free drinks, seating was at a premium and most of the auction was conducted in French by an Inspector Closeau lookalike, which meant I nearly bought Liberace's gold painted 1931 Cadillac drop-head coupe for $143,000.
As we've said, old Porsches are the new old Ferraris. Coys sold two 356s for around $280,000 each and the night before at the La Zoute resort, Bonhams hammered down a 2016 Porsche 911R type 991 for $705,000.
Back at the Paris of the west, Bathurst, last weekend the 1000 showed up the farce of having a gentlemen's rule in a professional sport.