Stirred Up Vehicle Memories…


Today’s word – Vanguard, which is defined as the leading or forward position in a movement, actually reminded me of a vehicle my parents owned when I was quite young. That car was a Vanguard, and popular in England in the 1950’s. Look at the two tone paintwork and those eyelash head lights. They certainly don’t make beautiful, charismatic vehicles like that anymore. The front has a ‘face’ and the curved lines are visually pleasing. We lost the individuality of vehicles once the wind tunnel became a major factor of design. In those days each manufacturer was instantly recognizable, not just because of the badge, as now-a-days.

Standard_Vanguard_VignaleThe interior of our Vanguard had a large bench like seat in the back, where my siblings and I were seated. There were no seat belts…so my father instructed us to roll into the foot well and crouch there, if he ever shouted ‘down’. Luckily, we never had to do that in an emergency, although on occasion he would test our reactions.

I have one clear memory of the Vanguard. After visiting my grandparents, we were just along their street and rounding a curve, when the car door on my little’s brother’s side of the car swung open. He was leaning on it at the time. I saw him falling and managed to grab his legs before he fell completely out of the car. All the while screaming at my father to stop the car. It was one of those moments I will never forget. Luckily, my brother was unharmed but very scared. From that day on we always doubled checked the doors were closed tightly.

Another vehicle I remember fondly, is the Morris Traveler I was transported in going to school. The lady who took us, lived nearby and offered her services to local parents. There were probably too many kids in that car, morning and afternoon but seat belts were a thing of the future at the time. (Doesn’t this make me sound old – good grief!)

Morris_TravellerAustin Traveller

Just look at the rounded lines and head lights, such character. The wood is real wood not plastic!

And now I will share a picture of the first car I bought. She was a fantastic vehicle and I loved her,  naming her – Babe! A Mk2 Ford Cortina two door saloon. I probably have photos of her buried deep within my photography collections but here are a couple of photos to give you the idea. Babe’s color was called Aquatic Jade. I drove Babe for many years and even blew up her first engine! I learnt how to drive properly in her and she will always have a special place in my heart.

CortinaFord Cortina

Have you any vehicle memories?

4 thoughts on “Stirred Up Vehicle Memories…

  1. Ah, car memories. Me and Dad, singing ‘she wears red feathers’, and ‘from a Jack to a King’, at the top of our voices, (no radio), in his Ford Poplar. I lost dad in Oct, and this is a strong memory I will always treasure.

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    1. I lost my Dad too, several years ago..there was something about sitting next to him as he drove as I pointed out things that caught my eye.Places, objects, sights, sounds and aromas all bring us precious memories to be treasured.
      Thanks for dropping by and following me. I have popped over to your blog too.

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