Y331 DLJ...

...has gone.

The BMW represented security and safety for me, and Y331 DLJ was the number plate I looked out for when he used to visit me in London, when we first met. It was the number plate I looked out for when he picked me up from the train station when I visited him and, later, when I came home to him after a long day working or studying in London.

It felt like an extension of everything he has represented to me since the day we met - something special, safety, security, excitement, stability. It was an extension of him and of his home, and now it's gone.

I've only ever said goodbye to one vehicle before that was an emotional part of me and that was the campervan we grew up with - BTU 982K - but he went to my brother so he never really left.

We took a photo of his numberplate before he went, so I have something to remember him by, but part of me wishes I could have flung my arms around his bonnet and given him a kiss goodbye. Then the buyers would have thought I was completely crazy.

Anyway, gone, but not in my heart. I'm aware how stupidly attached I feel, but it's not the car; it's what he represented to me. And surely you can forgive me for being somewhat more emotional than usual - I blame it on the hormones!