There's no getting round it: I want to wag my finger at the little yellow Clio V6 in front of me as you might scold a small dragon for coughing in the kitchen and burning all your ironing. It's a silly, silly car and it should know better. In fact, the fizzy, daft, showy, cute, crazy and just oh-so-charming, mid-engined, 252bhp little critter can still turn heads today, over a decade after it turned up and left us all wondering what the hell it was actually for.