When not attending to garden tasks what other things have filled your day?

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  1. Pacnorwest

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    My fav car..1979 Corvette.
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    The little Austin in the photo still has its semaphore turn indicators.
    I took mine off and replaced them with those "new-fangled" flashing indicators.
    I taught myself to drive. When I took my test, my examiner wouldn't let me use the indicators I had to use hand signals, but I still managed to pass first time.

    The windscreen was hinged at the top, so you could swing it forward for more ventilation and lock it in position. Living in South London, the South Coast wasn't far away. On a few summer week-ends, I and the girlfriend I had at the time, would go down to Brighton or another coastal town and I'd back up the car to face the sea. We'd bring our lunch with us, so I'd twist the windscreen up until it was level, and lock it there, so we could use it as a table, sitting together on the bonnet with our legs dangling over the fascia.

    It had no boot, just a metal cover over the spare wheel. You could unlock it and remove it. Inside there was a fold down rack on which you could put suitcases, after re-positioning the spare wheel cover.

    A lasting memory, was a moment on a hot summer afternoon out, with that girl, her best friend and her boyfriend who sat in the back.
    We had the hood down and the sides screens out. We were in a long double queue of cars waiting to get into Hampton Court car park.
    The boy in the back had his new battery operated record player and he was playing our combined collection of Buddy Holly records at full volume.

    I'll never forget the sour expression on the face of the middle-aged woman in the front passenger seat, in the car waiting next to mine.
     
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