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I was born in '62 and '68 is the first year when i can remember clearly certain things that happened. I recall the 68 Olympics in Mexico, and I can recall my uncle getting a new G reg Mk2 Cortina as a company car.
It was 52 years ago, so anyone in the film aged 45 or over is almost certainly dead, or 97+. Probably most over 35 (now 87) are dead. A fair few of those over 25 (now 77) will be dead.
Makes you wonder what the bloody point of it all is!
It was 52 years ago, so anyone in the film aged 45 or over is almost certainly dead, or 97+. Probably most over 35 (now 87) are dead. A fair few of those over 25 (now 77) will be dead.
Makes you wonder what the bloody point of it all is!
TwigtheWonderkid said:
I was born in '62 and '68 is the first year when i can remember clearly certain things that happened. I recall the 68 Olympics in Mexico, and I can recall my uncle getting a new G reg Mk2 Cortina as a company car.
It was 52 years ago, so anyone in the film aged 45 or over is almost certainly dead, or 97+. Probably most over 35 (now 87) are dead. A fair few of those over 25 (now 77) will be dead.
Makes you wonder what the bloody point of it all is!
The point is 'living', that's what life is for. Too many forget that. To enjoy while you can.It was 52 years ago, so anyone in the film aged 45 or over is almost certainly dead, or 97+. Probably most over 35 (now 87) are dead. A fair few of those over 25 (now 77) will be dead.
Makes you wonder what the bloody point of it all is!
Look at the old guy (Brit) who has just reached 112. You 'might' even have another 54 yrs left - or more - Twig!
When asked what his secret was, he replied: 'Not Dying!'
I'd also advise one other thing, not spending your life on PHs too!
TwigtheWonderkid said:
I was born in '62 and '68 is the first year when i can remember clearly certain things that happened. I recall the 68 Olympics in Mexico, and I can recall my uncle getting a new G reg Mk2 Cortina as a company car.
It was 52 years ago, so anyone in the film aged 45 or over is almost certainly dead, or 97+. Probably most over 35 (now 87) are dead. A fair few of those over 25 (now 77) will be dead.
Makes you wonder what the bloody point of it all is!
It was 52 years ago, so anyone in the film aged 45 or over is almost certainly dead, or 97+. Probably most over 35 (now 87) are dead. A fair few of those over 25 (now 77) will be dead.
Makes you wonder what the bloody point of it all is!
Have a little faith brother! An old friend did her last Rally des Alps in 1998 in her XK150. She then sold the car to another friend because with no power steering it was getting hard to drive. She gave up driving her Peugeot in 2006 but still lives at home alone and manages well. She celebrates her 112th birthday in August. From that you can gather that she was 90 when she did the Rally des Alps.
In 1967 when traffic levels were as per this film, I visited Cass's Motor Mart in a mews off Belgrave Square to look at a Daimler SP250 they had and I fancied. The test drive was a few laps of Belgrave Square, possibly done within the speed limit, and the deal was duly done.
In that and my other SP250s I could and did drive to central London for concerts, motor club committee meetings and exhibitions, all quite unthinkable in modern times.
In that and my other SP250s I could and did drive to central London for concerts, motor club committee meetings and exhibitions, all quite unthinkable in modern times.
Allan L said:
In 1967 when traffic levels were as per this film, I visited Cass's Motor Mart in a mews off Belgrave Square to look at a Daimler SP250 they had and I fancied. The test drive was a few laps of Belgrave Square, possibly done within the speed limit, and the deal was duly done.
In that and my other SP250s I could and did drive to central London for concerts, motor club committee meetings and exhibitions, all quite unthinkable in modern times.
Why is it unthinkable though? There are a lot of classics and exotics in central London – I'd have thought an SP250 would fit right in.In that and my other SP250s I could and did drive to central London for concerts, motor club committee meetings and exhibitions, all quite unthinkable in modern times.
I suspect "unthinkable" because back in 1968 you could actually park easily in central London!
I bought my first car in 1969, a SH Ford 1960 107E, which I replaced a year later with an older smaller more expensive SH 1958 Frogeye Sprite. There was a primrose yellow one in that film....
I bought my first car in 1969, a SH Ford 1960 107E, which I replaced a year later with an older smaller more expensive SH 1958 Frogeye Sprite. There was a primrose yellow one in that film....
Yertis said:
Why is it unthinkable though? There are a lot of classics and exotics in central London – I'd have thought an SP250 would fit right in.
As Phil has written, where would one park? I could park within yards of the Festival Hall when going there, in Grosvenor Square when going to a pub in North Audley Street and in Great Peter Street when going to the Racing Car Show in the Horticultural Halls.What've classics to do with it? In 1967 I was buying a second-hand sports car ten years newer than the one I had!
lowdrag said:
TwigtheWonderkid said:
I was born in '62 and '68 is the first year when i can remember clearly certain things that happened. I recall the 68 Olympics in Mexico, and I can recall my uncle getting a new G reg Mk2 Cortina as a company car.
It was 52 years ago, so anyone in the film aged 45 or over is almost certainly dead, or 97+. Probably most over 35 (now 87) are dead. A fair few of those over 25 (now 77) will be dead.
Makes you wonder what the bloody point of it all is!
It was 52 years ago, so anyone in the film aged 45 or over is almost certainly dead, or 97+. Probably most over 35 (now 87) are dead. A fair few of those over 25 (now 77) will be dead.
Makes you wonder what the bloody point of it all is!
Have a little faith brother!
In 1967 I was living in Kilburn and was driving my first E-type. It was, as we thought in those days, pretty frilly around the edges and "just an old car" worth just the £300 I paid for it. I wrote it off in 1968. It was an early outside lock roadster. If only I knew then what I know now.
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