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Photobook
Attached are some pictures of our Minor on her travels. We have made a hardback book of these mainly for family and friends and Ray Newell has a copy. We have some spare, they are £45 delivered. Email myself for details, martinrobins@btinternet.com.
Martin Robins
Where is it now?
I thought this might be of interest to Minor Matters. It’s not often I come across an old photo with a car registration that’s still on the DVLA system. OUK 211 where are you now?
Search the back or your garage or shed everyone because this 1955 black saloon, OUK 211 might still be alive and kicking somewhere (according to
the government’s vehicle enquiry service). The picture was originally taken in February 1979 on the Leicester City Transport car park off Abbey Park Road, Leicester. Someone has fitted a yellow & black character number plate and added a couple of spot lamps so it could have been a proud first car with efforts made to tart up what was then a 24 year old banger. It hasn’t been taxed since Oct 1982 but was issued with a new V5 in May 2000. Photo courtesy Mike Greenwood, Director of archives and research; Leicester Heritage Transport Museum.
Owen Wright (72833)
Ladies, they’re a man-trap!
I have two Moggies. I would not drive anything else. As most owners must have found, they attract considerable attention, and I rarely return to my car without finding a man, or men, gazing longingly at it. The comments are usually the same, “I/my father/grandfather used to have one like that... Can you get spare parts? What is your other car?” (Another Moggie actually).
Men just love them. I almost had a proposal of marriage on the strength of it once. I was outside a supermarket, and the conversation went like this;
“Is it yours?”
“Yes”
“But you are a woman...” (Observant chap)
“I’ve always wanted one, but my wife won’t let me
get one. Your husband is a lucky man.”
“I’m a widow actually.”
“Wow, you’d be worth marrying!”
I have never contacted a dating organisation,
but if I did, I know how I would phrase it. “Well preserved widow seeks love. Good cook, and owns
two Moggies. Photographs of cars on request.” I would be inundated with potential suitors. I’d have to fight
them off.
On another occasion I almost thought my luck was in. I was parking in a field in Tintagel, and the most handsome young man, only a few years older than my grandson, came running after the car. I parked, and he skidded to a halt, gazed soulfully into my eyes, heavy breathing and all, (well, panting if I have to be strictly honest, but I like to fool myself), “Where...” he demanded in a rapturous voice, “...did you get that LOVELY car?”
Hopes dashed, I returned to sensible grandmother mode and answered all the usual questions. Still who knows, my luck may change, and I will one day return
to my beloved car and find an elderly Prince Charming waiting and we will drive off into the sunset to the Happy Moggie-After Land.
Mrs J Genall (74964) Liskeard, Cornwall
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