When I was a boy (about 45 years ago) I can always remember when my father changed his car, the whole family piled in to go for a drive in the new car. It was also recommended to invite your neighbours over to have a look at it.
Do activities such as these still survive in todays motoring climate?
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When I was a boy about 45 years ago we didn't have things like cars.
Cue Monty Python response...
Our more fortunate neighbours didn't invite us round for a look, either. Mind you, we could always stand by the road in our village on a Saturday in the summer to see if any cars passed through.
I well remember being on a coach to London in 1963, passing what I think must have been Blackbushe aerodrome where a couple of small planes were parked. An old chap sitting behind me tapped me on the shoulder and said 'be they vlying machines?'
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People's horizons and aspirations have changed. About the 45 years ago that you are talking about I remember a man In Lincolnshire winning £75K on the pools (that was the maximum payout then).
He was asked if there was anything special he planned to do - he replied that he might take his wife to London! This was in a time when it was quite common for people not to leave the county in which they were born - ever! It is easy to see why times like this could lead to excitement over a new car, happy days perhaps?
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We have a long standing arrangement among a close circle of petrolhead mates that we can get "a go" in or on any new purchase that any of us make. This applies to cars, and bikes (for those of us with bike licenses) and is usually followed by a full "debrief" in the pub, accompanied by too much beer.
My last two car purchases were pretty uninteresting, so the offer was not taken up, but certainly anything with sporting pretensions gets a thorough "assessment" from all of us whenever it arrives.
In the 10 years or so , none of us have pranged anything yet either avoiding any potentially friendship straining situations.
I got a good deal last time. 25 blissful miles in a mate's 1986 Audi ur-Quattro. I was drooling for every mile of it.
Cheers
DP
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We used to "go for a drive" sometimes on a Sunday when I was young. Not for any particular reason, just to have a leisurely drive through the countryside with the windows open. We'd stop at a favourite picnic spot, or by a river, and brew up or eat buns.
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As you can see I have Rover 75 and I enjoy going for a drive in such a luxurious, quiet and comfortable car sometimes I park and watch the built -in televison or listen to the radio ,cd or cassette - such bliss !
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In the days when the first service was at 500 miles I used to book this service for a week after I picked up the car and then go out and deliberately drive the 500 miles just to get it over and done with.
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When I got my new car in February, the first thing I did was to take my friends out for a drive in it.
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How sweet NW. But did they manage not to complain about you never reaching the speed limit? :o)
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How sweet NW. But did they manage not to complain about you never reaching the speed limit? :o)
Of course they did. They are adults. ;-P
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Of course they did. They are adults. ;-P
And so practised in the containment of their mounting irritation, NW ... ;o\
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My next door neighbour always comes to have a look at the latest automotive acquisitions, he likes our tea as well.
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Yes, and why not? SWMBO and I went out for a nice long spin in her new MINI this evening - pub m,eal - since she hardly drinks we had a drive each. The MINI is brilliant so far.
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absolutely, Every new car gets family TVM piled in (including fifi).
The nex door neighbour (a rich widow) also invites me for a drive in her latest wagon (currently a boxster)
While the boxster was haviing major work done on it under warranty porsche gave her a Cayenne as a loan car, so we went for a spin in that as well.
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TourVanMan TM < Ex RF >
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"The nex door neighbour (a rich widow)"
She must be gagging for it, I'm on my way
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