I couldn't think why # 1 son sent me this photograph and he reminded me of the green Ford Prefect
I used to drive
Pat: "Yes I do remember but can't place the timing. Obviously before the Spitfire. Can you remember how old you were?"
# 1 Son: "You ran us to Bidborough ( Village school) in it I think.
You certainly took a door off it reversing out of the garage."
I didn't remind him of how we found a new door from a reclamation yard and I bought paint to make it green like the car. I was told not to paint it in the rain ( it rained a lot in those days) but I thought as long as I did it in the garage all would be well. The garage was really an old stable - fairly open to the elements - as a result the colour dripped like a waterfall and when it dried it looked so very sixties I left it. Memories eh?
It looks like the sort of car that will have recognisable components under the bonnet.
ReplyDeleteHahaha, you could've mixed some other colours in and you would've gotten a psychedelic door.
ReplyDeleteOne of my brothers' friends hand-painted his car sky blue. This thing looked hilarious!
Yet another suppressed memory. It's a defense mechanism. I hope my daughters recall all of my forgotten tomfoolery when they get older.
ReplyDeleteBugger! I wrote a lovely message here and then got bumped out of Blogspot. If you got it, Pat when I went back in, just delete this one.
ReplyDeleteThe gist was that my first father's car was a Ford Prefect ... PRX 196.
Tiny engine, massive steering wheel - scroll down to see...
ReplyDeletehttp://www.classicandsportscar.ltd.uk/photos/Ford-Prefect-100E/5253
Rashbre: yes they did tend to back then:)
ReplyDeleteGG: that is exactly the word I was looking for - all the different shades of green and the waterfall gave that effect.
UB: have no fear - they will and delight you in your dotage:)
Rosneath: what a shame. How great you still remember the number. More than I ever could
Andrew M: and it's green. Can you remember the registratiion no?
ReplyDeleteA GREAT Fun memory, Pat....lol!
ReplyDeleteLove, Love, Love, this story !
ReplyDeleteEspecially the backing out the garage and ripping off the door !
Quite perfect !
cheers, parsnip
what a wonderful story - i had an immediate visual image of your car sitting with the paint rolling down! thanks so much for sharing -
ReplyDeleteoh, and i once put together the accelerator arm on my '65 mustang with a paper clip and bobby pin - drove it that way till i sold it! ;)
Whenever someone says Ford Prefect, all I can think of is The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.
ReplyDeleteAlthough come to think of it, when I was a kid my dad had a Ford Galaxy for a couple of years...
Naomi and Parsnip: I thought both of you would enjoy this tit-bit:)
ReplyDeleteGypsy: it's amazing what one could get away with:)
Kim: I never read that book but all the men I knew did:)
What a snazzy car to run around the village in - what an Emma Peel Mum!
ReplyDeleteWell there wouldn't have been another car like it around.
ReplyDeleteALW: more like Calamity Jane:)
ReplyDeleteLON: very true.
A very timely post since my sister and I were reminiscing yesterday about all our old family cars and wondering what happened to some of the favorites. We had some doozies but no hippie cars.
ReplyDeleteGranny Annie: mine was perfectly respectable to start with. Just a series of accidents made it less Ford Perfect.
ReplyDeleteGreat wee post hen, made even more pleasurable by my own memories of the women in our family and their mishaps with cars.
ReplyDeleteChef: do tell.
ReplyDeleteMy dear lady, we would be here hours.
ReplyDeleteAh, cars were so much better looking in those days! And you could crash the gears, double-declutch, put 7 kids on the back seat and paint the replacement parts in the wrong paint, and all without hearing Jeremy Clarkson's dismissive voice somewhere in your head.
ReplyDeleteChef: and they'd probably kill you. Still next time you are casting around for a post:)
ReplyDeleteGadjo: and women would drive with their left arm extended to catch the toddler when she braked hard. Those were the days - we thought they'd never end.
Ah yes what good memories too. I have this great image of your car with the paint rolling down the metal. Very 60's indeed.
ReplyDeleteAnd what do mean it rained a lot in THOSE days! Some things never change!
Oh and I agree with you about the silver chain and the silver buckle. It's a bit of an overkill. :D
Joey: you're right about the weather - talk about 50 shades of grey.
ReplyDeleteThe buckle just looks a bit naughty - it's the prude in me.
I like that car and in green it would look smashing. When I met my husband he was driving a green car, British racing green that is. It was British too (the car) – an MGTF.
ReplyDeleteVagabonde: racing green is the business. This was more a leaf green.
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