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Harley
Harley, my much beloved first car. A 1970 Sunbeam Alpine fastback, with a gorgeous polished wood dashboard (an upgraded one from a Humber Sceptre, I suspect) and the same unbreakable 1725 engine as my grandad's Hillman Hunters, for added nostalgia ;)
I learned how to do little restorative jobs through the summer until I got my driving license, for example on those little bits of rust you can see around the door in this photo. By the time a license came around I'd sorted out every little ding in the bodywork, and my mum's friend Norman had helped me change a clutch cylinder. My dad stepped in to get the head skimmed, and by the end of the year this was an amazing Alpine.
And if you look carefully, in the passenger seat is my much beloved Grandma Meg.
Both are now absent. x
I learned how to do little restorative jobs through the summer until I got my driving license, for example on those little bits of rust you can see around the door in this photo. By the time a license came around I'd sorted out every little ding in the bodywork, and my mum's friend Norman had helped me change a clutch cylinder. My dad stepped in to get the head skimmed, and by the end of the year this was an amazing Alpine.
And if you look carefully, in the passenger seat is my much beloved Grandma Meg.
Both are now absent. x
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