Just as I’m about to set off to catch my flight to Bologna, I hear on the news that Italy is being paralysed by truck drivers striking over fuel prices. It only started two days ago, but petrol stations are already running dry and borders with neighbouring countries have been blockaded.

Oh, great. Not now, please! I’m due to collect my new GranTurismo from the Maserati factory tomorrow and this is the last thing I need for the maiden drive in my shiny new toy.

In Modena the next morning the day dawns bright and chilly. I have to admit to being desperately excited, strike or no strike.