Yer dads car.

Stuff blown up like that was covered by the Govt in NI. I think it took a long time to get it, and we eventually got a second hand Hillman Hunter.

In fact, now that I remember it, when I was 15 or 16, a well-off uncle got a new Cortina Mk V, with the nice 2 door style. He told me that he would give me the car if I passed my driving test. About 6 months later, before I did my driving test, it was taken by the IRA and used to blow up the supermarket in the centre of town. I let it go.

flippin eck ?
 
Don't think my Dad has a favourite car. For him they were a bit of a necessary evil, a tool to be used. First one I remember was a Morris van, similar to the Minor, then to the extremely posh Singer Chamois (for those who don't know it was a Hillman Imp with different badges), a Vauxhall Viva, a very short lived Triumph Toledo (that really was an absolute crock of :poop:), a couple of Toyota Corolla estates, a Talbot Avenger, and then a couple of Nissan Sunnys.

Not a dream machine to be seen anywhere in that sorry collection.
 
He was a Ford Cortina fan - though his first car was an Austin Somerset and between Cortina Mk2 and Mk4 he has a Citroen DS19. Now that Citroen was dead cool. The Somerset overheated on the Fenwick Moor the first time he took us for a run...would have been 1965. The Citroen broke down on the M6 with us all in it on a trip to relatives in Southport - it never got going again.
At least there was a hard shoulder ?
 
My dad was a sales manager at a Ford dealership in the 80's so was always coming home with a new company car. One day he turned up in a new Sierra, not any Sierra though as it had a massive spoiler on the back, it was the Mk1 Cosworth. He took us out for a ride and to see what it could do. Got it up to 140 before he lost his bottle (and his licence), although Mum screaming at him to slow down might have had something to do with it!:ROFLMAO::ROFLMAO:
 
I remember my dad's Ford Anglia, circa 1964. And I remember his Ford Cortina mk3 I learned to drive in in 1975. He was on an out-of-hours job at a factory. I went with him and spent the evening giving it hell around the brick yard. I can't put in print what he thought of my handbrake turn, him in the passenger seat.
My dad followed a similar path Hobbit, Ford Anglia, Ford Cortical but when I learned to drive in 1975 he had moved on to a Vauxhall Viva
 
I learned and took my test in Mum's 1963 red Mini with the pudding-stirrer gearstick and worn out synchromesh. Discovered that it's possible to have nooky in the front passenger seat (although I suspect if I tried nowadays it would result in a slipped disc).
 
Our first car was a 1955 Austin A30, 0GG 844, I've always remember the pop out finger indicators. Me and my BIL pictured in 1964.
And my dad with his Ford Anglia 1967ish, you could hear it starting miles away because of the cast iron ring on the flywheel that broke often.
 

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Too many youngsters on here. This is my dad with his pride and joy, a 1950s Daimler Lanchester.

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My dad bought a brand new Triumph Herald estate. Sensible car for a man with a wife and 2 very young kids. A short time later he swapped it for a Triumph TR4A, 2 seater with a tiny bench seat in the back. Not a sensible car for a man with a wife and 2 very young kids ?‍♂️

Respect.
 
The first car I remember my dad owning was a Ford Anglia. Don't remember a lot about it other than pushing my little brother out of the window :eek:. The Anglia was swapped for a Ford Cortina MK2, which was stolen and replaced with a Cortina 1600e. But the best was when they swapped that for an ex-company car, getting an Audi 80 GT. That started his love affair for German cars, with the exception of one, he's had Audi and BMW's ever since. The 80GT was traded for his first new car, a dark green Audi 80, the first car we had with velour seats (also green), used to get so travel sick in the back of it making me green too:sick:. He'd only had it a couple of months, I remember coming home one night about 3 am with a mate after we'd just been to our first ever party. We walked around the corner to find my dad outside washing the car, thought I was really p****d:unsure: until my mate confirmed he was seeing the same thing. Turns out my parents had also been out at a party, and some oiks had been by and tipped a can of white paint all over it - was a spate of paint attacks on new cars in the area back then:mad::censored:.
 
First car I remember my dad having was a bright red Citroen DS - which on account of its shape & colour, all the kids in the village called Supercar (a reference for us oldies there). He swapped that for a maroon coloured, boring, Morris Oxford as he needed space for 4 kids. Memorable only for breaking down half way over the alps when we were driving to Yugoslavia (as was) in the early sixties. That got replaced by a green Renault R16. Then it was a brown Audi 80 L, which quickly got swapped (ie within weeks) for a bright yellow Audi 80 GT - which I understood was one of the first dozen of its kind imported to the UK. After that I was in my stroppy teenage years so wasn't paying attention...

But my mum's car were just as memorable. When it was decided she needed to be independently mobile (early 60s), for a few quid they bought an aged, but rather grand, Armstrong Siddeley. Dont know the model but I remember it had running boards. Was great being ferried to school in "the poor man's Rolls Royce". But it spent more times stood on bricks on the drive than on the road, so got swapped for an Austin A35 van. Not quite as cool being ferried to school in the back of that. That was followed by an MG Midget - which was class! And then a Mini 1275 GT - great car, sh1t off a shovel quick, and the car I learned to drive in. After that she got boring and swapped to a Mini Metro.
 
My grandad had a yellow and black Capri that I loved. Dad had a fire engine red 7 series BMW when we moved from down south to Rutland with a car phone that I will always remember. Mum had an Alfa Romeo sprint that I remember as being cool and an escort convertible
My Dad worked for Racal, when they were developing the early technology for mobile phones, I don't remember the car, but he came home one day with the demonstrator that had a car phone in, the size of a brick, and we spent ages driving around whilst we each took it in turn to call Mum on the house phone, I can still remember the excitement!

One car I do remember him having, was a grey Rover, it looked great when it arrived, but just fell apart bit by bit.
 
The first car I remember my dad owning was a Ford Anglia. Don't remember a lot about it other than pushing my little brother out of the window :eek:. The Anglia was swapped for a Ford Cortina MK2, which was stolen and replaced with a Cortina 1600e. But the best was when they swapped that for an ex-company car, getting an Audi 80 GT. That started his love affair for German cars, with the exception of one, he's had Audi and BMW's ever since. The 80GT was traded for his first new car, a dark green Audi 80, the first car we had with velour seats (also green), used to get so travel sick in the back of it making me green too:sick:. He'd only had it a couple of months, I remember coming home one night about 3 am with a mate after we'd just been to our first ever party. We walked around the corner to find my dad outside washing the car, thought I was really p****d:unsure: until my mate confirmed he was seeing the same thing. Turns out my parents had also been out at a party, and some oiks had been by and tipped a can of white paint all over it - was a spate of paint attacks on new cars in the area back then:mad::censored:.
Do you remember when this was. I recall they were pretty rare at first? (See post #55)
 
My old man always drove his truck and we had a family car on top of that.

One day when I was around 12/13 dad came home from work in a Rover Mini Metro... he'd brought it for £50 from his customer that day to use as our fishing car. Used to do all his quick runs in it, great memories in that car - ran it for years until it died, always had the slight smell of fishing - class
 
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