Regarding the Hillman Avenger GLS, I suppose in its heyday it was quite a car. Harvest Gold with black vinyl roof. However, my dad was motoring on a budget whilst rearing his young family, and the Avenger was well past its prime. It needed daily, running repairs and maintenance to keep it going and I often ended up helping dad with the work on the car.
Once, at Moreton Hall camping site at Edinburgh, whilst sitting having an alfresco tea, we heard on odd sound (like tinkling rust) from the car, and as we turned to see what it was the WHOLE front fell off! Headlamps, grill and valence. My dad, ever resourceful managed to tie it all back on with my mothers 40 foot green nylon washing line. The temporary repair lasted till we got home. Dad ordered fibreglass wings, and valence, and we had a merry time rebuilding the front of the car.
The day we took the poor thing for scrap, my dad charged up a dodgy old battery, and put 4 bald punctures tyres on the car. We pumped the tyres up to probably 60psi and quickly started the car, hoping the dud battery would last long enough to get us to the scrap yard. My dad drove in proudly, did a deal, and away we walked. We could hear the tyres hissing as they were going down, and the scrapman was most confused after we'd driven it into the yard, that when he got into it, it wouldn't start. My dad didn't look back. I think we had shandy made with Newcastle Brown Ale that night and prawn cocktail crisps. And they wonder why WE call them 'the good old days'.
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