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NeilNewcastleFalcon wrote: 17 Jul 2014, 19:30 This is the first family car we had, a bluey green as I recall.
I remember our previously empty garage getting that car smell-probably the product of oil and petrol, exhaust, touch-up paint, and start-ups. I think it had a large white round gearstick knob. I do remember a friend of my Dad coming round to do a cylinder head gasket, and it consumed oil. There is no other word for it, we loved that car! I literally cried my eyes out when Dad decided to get another car. Can you blame me......he had decided to buy, on the recommendation of the travelling baker shop man Maurice...who also had one of these monstrosities...
... a 1955 Morris Cowley. To make matters worse it wasn't a proper car......it was a huge hunk of black metal, the most old-fashioned shape known to man, with hideous "bench seats" in the front, probably red vinyl, and a gear stick that was on the steering column.....probably to make room for that bench seat. I think it also had the pathetic semaphore indicators (although when my eldest daughter saw my pic of the A30 Semaphore indicators thought they were cool, and asked me if I could fit some to her Clio!)
I look back through different eyes now of course but at the time the black Morris Cowley was just awful, awful, awful! and my dad bought it off a field of cars at a scrapyard/makeshift garage in Durham known to locals as Olaf's.
Next one was a white Vauxhall Victor Super-that was better. Still column change and bench seats but...cooler by miles. We got a recon engine for that one and used one of those stickers which you just never see these days "Please Pass-Running in"Remember them
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Jim , you had hair back then ....CitroJim wrote: 15 Jul 2014, 04:40 My first was a Mini. Old English White, Delux and 1964 vintage. I passed my test 9first time) in it.
Second was an Austin 1300 then my first R4, then a Poxhall Viva (worst car ever) then another R4 and R5, then lots of Metros and then French from there on in. And then there were the motorbikes.
This was one of mine:
I have many tales to tell about them all but time precludes right now. If interested I'll tell all. sadly no pictures.