Car tales

I had to admit to myself that owning a Pontiac Firefly just wasn’t me. I have been in British cars ever since I received a driving license. I started driving in 1954, wow! That’s roughly 64 years. I drove a Jeep whilst in the Royal Navy, when I arrived in Canada I did drive a few domestic cars but always came back to a British one. I was stationed in Halifax for two years and had a 1959 Singer Gazelle for most of that posting. I couldn’t begin to list all the cars I have owned over my life time but it was a few. The strangest was probably a 1936 BSA Scout, a four cylinder side valve front wheel drive. But to get back to this blog about car tales. I sold the Firefly a month ago, then began the hunt for something British. Not an easy task in 2020, when did we last see an Austin, Morris etc in a shopping mall parking lot? At first I was really thinking Mini, the new Mini that is. It’s still made in England but owned by BMW. I tried to convinced myself a new style Mini would satisfy my longings. Every morning I checked Kijiji and other car sites looking for that elusive car. A few possibilities popped up, a 1954 Hillman, it was rough and needed too much work. Then an Austin Cambridge appeared on Kijiji, it too was not drivable. However, I decided to phone and ask a few questions. The lady explained it was a parts car her late father had purchased in case his good Cambridge needed anything. His good Cambridge! Is it for sale? Yes indeed it is she told me. You can guess the outcome of this story, I now own a beautiful 1966 Austin Cambridge. It’s a special car to me, when I first courted Linda I had a 1966 Austin Cambridge. It was nowhere near as nice as my latest one, but nevertheless was a faithful old friend. I guess Linda was so impressed with that amazing old car she agreed to marry me! Now I’m looking forward to many happy miles of motoring with my lovely wife in my lovely little British Austin Cambridge.

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