Motorists who go in for picnicing - as many of them do, since the British are never so happy as when eating ill-chosen meals in a bitter wind and beneath a lowering sky - are often worried by crumbs in the carburettor, jam on the upholstery, and similar drawbacks to open-air gourmandaise. An ordinary car is no place in which to eat things with any real gusto, even hard-boiled eggs having a tendency to fall about, get trodden on, and work through the floorboards into the transmission.
- K.R.G. Browne, How to Be a Motorist, p.85
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