Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Memory lane (again)
Craig's post from Sunday made me think about past cars that I'd owned. My uncle, who used to buy and sell cars, gave me an old Morris 10 when I was 16 that I used to drive around the field opposite where we lived.
That's pretty much how I learnt to drive. My friend and I used to drive it like lunatics around the field in a figure of eight. I remember that one day we hit an apple tree head on, with the sunroof open, and then being hit on the head by loads of falling apples.
Another way of learning, was driving with my uncle to the south of Italy in a Standard Vanguard. I seem to remember that it had a bench seat so that I could steer whilst he changed gears. Bear in mind that it was a long way with motorways only in Italy and used to take us a couple of days non-stop, but I know that's no excuse.
Anyway I passed my test one month after my 17th birthday and never looked back.
I remember getting a couple of hundred quid for my 21st and popped out to buy a well looked after black 1948 MG TC. Registration number FAK 57.
I learnt a lot about cars trying to keep the damn thing on the road. Thank god for Naylor Brothers in Shipley. After a few years, when I got my first company car, I sold the MG to an American, from Menwith Hill, for a few quid more than I paid for it and he said he was going to race it. God knows where, because it wasn't in race trim when it left me.
What would the registration plate be worth now, never mind the car?