| Peter Wilding |
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63 years old Australia
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I'm 55 years old, semi-retired, and live in a small country town in the southern Australian state of Victoria. I've always been very keen on cars, and remember the first time I saw a 1959 Chevrolet! When I was a little boy the whole family owned British cars - Dad's MO Oxford, my aunt's A30 and my uncle's A30 van. The next door neighbours had Vauxhalls, Hillmans, and Auntie Bessie won an A95 in a lottery. That was a fantastic car to us! My cousin married a man who drove a Zephyr, and his brother drove an RM Riley! Other branches of the family owned a Chevrolet ("Too big show-off car") and a VW Beetle ("Hitler machine - Jack fought them with me, how could he buy that?" said my Dad). Gradually British cars fell from favour. Dad's Series II Oxford was relaced by a Ford Falcon (he'd had trouble with the series II, and didn't like the later model's fins), Uncle Tony's Morris 1100 was replaced by a Mitsubishi Sigma, and Auntie Merle replaced her 1100 with a Suzuki Swift. Neighbours also replaced their cars with Japanese brands - they were more up-to-date looking, better equipped, and didn't break down! My first car was a 1974 Cortina which left me stranded once or twice, but lasted for 450,000km - but since then I've had Mazdas. British cars of the fifties have many happy memories for me. They're what I grew up with. Their style is distinct from other countries, their engineering is often peculiar (balanced drop windows? hydro-mechanical brakes?) - but I do like old leather! Post a CommentOops!The words you entered did not match the given text. Please try again. 0 Comments |
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