Well time has come to start a new thread for my newest car my little black cabby.
Location was Dinton, Salisbury...a cool 3 hours away from home (which i told Nealey it was 1 hour so i could have a parnter in crime to take my sorry **** down there).
Buying it from the Mk1 owners club, i knew what the seller was telling me was spot on and everything he said just brought a smile to my face...this guy was a true enthusiast and treated the car like one of his own children.After negotiating a price the journey was on...
Saturday morning at stupid o clock Nealey was here,i rustled up some Pikey directions on a scrap piece of paper...Already there was a wrong turning waiting to happen.
Around half way there cruising at a cool 60mph on a dual carrige way passing a spanner toeing a caravan he decides to cross into our lane. I kid you not there was less than 1 metre gap between us and the caravan...now traveling at that speed thats scarey stuff, Nealey swerves into the central reservation...luckily there was a wide verge otherwise we were gone'ers....suprise suprise the driver has tunnel vision and we give him a few fingers and verbal (not very satisfying when you know the driver isnt looking but its the best we could do)....
Comming up to Dinton Village we pass a "local lady" prunning her weeds in the middle of a county lane with a high vis' jacket on....we were slightly lost so no choice but to speak to the lovely lady.
" excuse me can you tell me where this is" i say.
there is a pause,a delay,another pause, look miss your taking the **** now.
" im sorry you appear to be lost" she replys in a very soft and slow voice.
I was thinking... Jesus ive only gone and found brains of Britain here havnt i.
I gave up and a few phone calls later we had found the place.
Sitting there in the drive was a mint cabby,it couldnt have been any shinner if the guy spent an extra day on it...it was mint to say the least.
About to take it for a test drive and the owner comes out with the meguiars (spelling) and cleans a smudge on the window...this was anal but i knew i was onto a winner.
Test drive done,money parted hands and i was on my way home.
The owner and the wife literally said bye to the car ( named Golfy) waving us on our way (thanks for the cup of tea,i must add)
It hammered it down with rain most of the way back so sadly i couldnt have the roof down.
The journey was worth every minute and hope the pics can justify it a wee bit.
There she is.
Updates to come thick and fast as i have big plans for her.
John