I'm never fully sure whether I love or hate Thomas's car - nicknamed 'the boge' (short for bogey) by the kids. It is true that finding it in a car park is never an issue, and it is unlikely to be the first one anyone would steal either - it stands out just a little too much. On a summer day it can look really nice and cheery but in the depths of a Scandinavian winter, it has a most definite snotty hue.
But when it looks good, it looks really good, such as today, as I drove up to school past a rapeseed field.
And it really lends itself to colorization too, so the jury is still out for now.