Basically a Morris Minor with a box on the
back, whenever our parents went to a dinner party, drinkie 'do' or whatever (what
happened to all that formal socialising, it seems to have died a death! I blame Aynge!), my
brother and I would be taken along; with our sleeping bags and left out in the
car . . . saved a fortune in babysitter fees!
The weird thing is I can still remember the
number plate - POT 698G - over most of the vehicles . . . err . . . all the
vehicle's I've ever owned!
Vanguards from Lledo, box is a bit
sun-faded! If I recall correctly - our radiator-grill bars were colour matched
to the car bodywork, rather than having a big wide cream or white grin, like some
models, that was the height of sophistication through factory customisation or
'optional extras' in Post War Britain!
Also while the date given on the enclosed papers
suggest this is meant to show an earlier model, they had saluting 'wing' indicators
recessed into the side-pillars which later vehicles like our second one and the
depicted model didn't have.
We also used to get left in it while mum
went shopping, and once in the no-horse village of Hartley Wintney's high
street (the A30!), we got into trouble after getting bored, opening the sliding
side window and shouting "Bloody-bugger-shit-bloody-bugger-shit-bloody..."
at passing traffic - until some offended old lady called the police!
The Rozzer's found mum, she told dad, we sat-down
very gingerly for a day or two, those where the day huh? A bit of casual
violence toward children - begat half-sensible adults! Kids - "Banana-car!" is a safer game.
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