I'm swinging down High Street, squeezing into tiny parking spaces and nipping into stores to pick up products for a photo shoot, and the new Suzuki Swift is living up to its name. As I buzz around town, up and down one way streets, bumping with ease over the paved pedestrianised Fort Street, I can see why this car is so popular.
Isn't it funny when you have a new car, you suddenly notice them everywhere. It's like when it's a new season in fashion and suddenly everyone's wearing neon (which a year ago we wouldn't have been seen dead in!). I love that small cars are cool.
In Europe this has long been the case, as savvy urbanites have realised the advantages of getting about town in something nifty and economical. Giant gas-guzzling wagons that block other drivers views just seem pointless, and so off-trend right now.
The petrol-heads tell me that my Nifty Swifty, which I have taken to calling my little white pearl of driving pleasure, has the lowest CO2 emissions of "pretty much anything on the market at the moment" and it's 'good on gas'.
This I put to the test with two girlfriends when we loaded up the car with luggage, baskets of foodie delights and bottles of champagne and head north to Warkworth for a birthday weekend. The fuel gauge barely moves the whole trip.