Memories of grandparents’ vehicles?
My grandad had an Austin 1100, followed by an Allegro and then a Metro. Grandma had a Sixties D-reg Mini with sliding windows. Four of us went from London to Shrewsbury in it with luggage for a week and the speedo cable broke on the M1 – not sure it had ever been that fast before!
There was always a faint smell of petrol in my grandad’s olive green G-reg Reliant Rebel estate. When the estate got written off in 1986, he found a white saloon version to replace it. Nan never approved!
My earliest memory is being thrown around in the back of my grandfather’s Granada Scorpio Cosworth 24v at Blackheath Common. He’s driven everything he has owned since flat out, with the uncanny ability to make everything feel like it had 100bhp more than it did. He’s only 78.
A regular summer holiday with my granddad was to the local scrapyard to get parts for his elderly Vauxhall. The car with useful parts was usually at the top of the pile of four or five other cars!
My grandmother had a Bullnose Morris that she used for the family hardware shop. She could change plugs and points as required. She wanted to fly a plane too, but her father said that aeroplanes were not ready yet! She lived to be 100 years of age, but never did get to fly a plane!