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Just had a nostalgic yearning for rooting round on a teetering pile of old Cortina's and whatever else, wading round in a mud/multigrade.antifreeze mix up to my shins with a huge greasy werewold/Alsation chained up but making it clear it would eat you given a chance.
Do Scrappies still exist ? do you remember them fondly ?
I remeber my dad taking me as a kid to keep his Mk1 Capri going, got my first Thin Lizzy Tape from a Mk2 Capri, found about 25p as well, quite a haul for an 8 year old.
Do Scrappies still exist ? do you remember them fondly ?
I remeber my dad taking me as a kid to keep his Mk1 Capri going, got my first Thin Lizzy Tape from a Mk2 Capri, found about 25p as well, quite a haul for an 8 year old.
I remember when i was 17 being chased by one of those Alsatians, after being caught with a pocket full of Mr Scrapmans finest switchgear!
All changed these days though, breakers yards that actually let you wonder about are pretty thin on the ground. No wonder really, going back 15 odd years ago the bloke at Silverlake reckoned that they lost about a grands worth of stuff every month.
All changed these days though, breakers yards that actually let you wonder about are pretty thin on the ground. No wonder really, going back 15 odd years ago the bloke at Silverlake reckoned that they lost about a grands worth of stuff every month.
One of my childhood memories were going to the local car breakers in Clayhill High Wycombe every so often just to have a look round or if Dad needed any wheel trims.
Don't remember a dog being on site, but I do remember an ancient landy disco pick & mobile crane which they used to pick the cars up & place on the stacks.
Not to mention a dogs body who worked there that couldn't speak English.
Happy days
Don't remember a dog being on site, but I do remember an ancient landy disco pick & mobile crane which they used to pick the cars up & place on the stacks.
Not to mention a dogs body who worked there that couldn't speak English.
Happy days
I think its all to do with health and saftey and the enviroment today. Not very safe to be wriggling under lots of stacked cars and all the oil and such soaking in the ground. Was good fun though and could keep my old cars going cheaply but cars in the sixties were much easier to fix than now. They seemed to need a lot more fixing than the modern cars though. Happy days
I remember going to a scrappy in the greater Glasgow conurbation for tyres. There were 3 guard dogs, the mother was a Rottweiler of gargantuan proportions, she was, however, dwarfed by her 2 sons: the mother had been cross bred with a Bernese mountain dog, which produced a huge "Rottweiler" with no dark patches, purely sandy coloured and another creature that was the closest embodiment to Chewbacca that I have ever saw, albeit this loped on all fours.
The place was ran by a fellow that if Hans Christian Anderson, Walt Disney and Guillermo del Toro got together to create the most pitiless looking man they could, they would still come nowhere near to the emotionless granite of this fizzog. Which truly makes me fearful of who his "employers" were, as this fellow not only ran it but worked/lived there, in a small office, due to paying off a debt for some transgression to the owners.
I'll never forget sitting in that office as the tyres were sorted out for us, those 3 dogs sat and stared at us with the same look in their eyes that I have only ever saw in one other place: a wildlife documentary, as a cubbing and hungry lioness stalked its prey. I still shiver thinking about it, we'd have had no chance had one took umbrage, the rest would have surely followed.
The place was ran by a fellow that if Hans Christian Anderson, Walt Disney and Guillermo del Toro got together to create the most pitiless looking man they could, they would still come nowhere near to the emotionless granite of this fizzog. Which truly makes me fearful of who his "employers" were, as this fellow not only ran it but worked/lived there, in a small office, due to paying off a debt for some transgression to the owners.
I'll never forget sitting in that office as the tyres were sorted out for us, those 3 dogs sat and stared at us with the same look in their eyes that I have only ever saw in one other place: a wildlife documentary, as a cubbing and hungry lioness stalked its prey. I still shiver thinking about it, we'd have had no chance had one took umbrage, the rest would have surely followed.
When I was 11 or so I wanted a car seat in my bedroom. My Dad must have been over the moon to have an excuse to root around a scrappy looking for a decent one. We settled on a Recaro passenger seat from a MK1 Cavalier SRi (which was £25!), but I do remember how much I enjoyed looking around all of the cars trying to make out what they were and how they ended up there.
Ah, the memories.
Ah, the memories.
p4cks said:
When I was 11 or so I wanted a car seat in my bedroom. My Dad must have been over the moon to have an excuse to root around a scrappy looking for a decent one. We settled on a Recaro passenger seat from a MK1 Cavalier SRi (which was £25!), but I do remember how much I enjoyed looking around all of the cars trying to make out what they were and how they ended up there.
Ah, the memories.
i had something similar, used to regularly have a look round our local scrappys for bits and bobs, getting the odd set of nice speakers or exhaust backbox etc, until one day an old scabby crashed e30 316 was sat there with a set of decent front seats in it, asked the woman out front how much for the seats in the beemer? She said a tenner each if i took them out my self, we legged it home for some spanners and bagged a mint set of mk1 astra or manta half leather recaros that had been badly bolted into the bmw, walked 2 miles up hill carrying those seats home!Ah, the memories.
jackthelad1984 said:
p4cks said:
When I was 11 or so I wanted a car seat in my bedroom. My Dad must have been over the moon to have an excuse to root around a scrappy looking for a decent one. We settled on a Recaro passenger seat from a MK1 Cavalier SRi (which was £25!), but I do remember how much I enjoyed looking around all of the cars trying to make out what they were and how they ended up there.
Ah, the memories.
i had something similar, used to regularly have a look round our local scrappys for bits and bobs, getting the odd set of nice speakers or exhaust backbox etc, until one day an old scabby crashed e30 316 was sat there with a set of decent front seats in it, asked the woman out front how much for the seats in the beemer? She said a tenner each if i took them out my self, we legged it home for some spanners and bagged a mint set of mk1 astra or manta half leather recaros that had been badly bolted into the bmw, walked 2 miles up hill carrying those seats home!Ah, the memories.
spectra said:
Same here, I guess around the same time as Colin McRae Rally came out on the PC I decided (With the help of dad...) that I needed a racing seat, so off we went to explore the local scrapyard. I can't remember what vehicle it came out of now, I was too excited about getting it home and built. Exploring the destruction was definitely a lot of fun for a small boy though.
Ah, Colin McRae Rally, i still have the first one (And all five or six after) and tried to play it the other day, unfortunatly wont run on my computer. And i was at one of these scrappys the other day, was allowed to wonder round and pick out what i wanted then a bloke came over and unbolted it for me.
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