Best smoker barges 1-5 large [Vol 19]
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Tom_Spotley_When said:
The problem with cars like this for me, as someone who's spent most of his life in various parts of the North West, is that they all seem to be owned by plumbers from Wigan called Jason.
For Jason, this car is his "baby". It's the car he drives when he's not driving his works van. It's all dreamt of. It's the pinnacle of his motoring life. His wife's not allowed to drive it, "it's too powerful for you, love". And yet. It's a Passat in a frock.
All week, Jason (as all plumbers in Wigan are called Jason) dreams of the time when he'll take "the beast" out at the weekend.
In his mind, Jason is James Dean in a Streetcar Named Desire. Jason's Steve McQueen in Bullitt. He's Burt Reynolds in Smokey and the Bandit.
Jason's queuing up in the Drive-Thru at KFC at an out of town retail centre, having been dragged there by his wife who wants to look at sofas in DFS.
Later, our hero will drive to his local flat roofed pub where a female vocalist who once auditioned for the X-Factor will spend the evening massacring popular songs in the name of entertainment, whilst Jason drinks his own bodyweight in premium continental lager and leers at the local girls in their nice dresses.
Later, his mate Darren the sparky will suggest making a call and despite all promises to his wife that he's not into that anymore, as Build me up Buttercup breaks down for the final time, Jason and Darren will sneak off to the toilet to snort a gram of talcum powder, cat litter and coke, promising himself that this really is the last time.
The next morning, as Jason looks at the names of his children who are tattooed onto his forearm in gothic script, he wonders what it's all for. Then he opens the window, looks out at the white Passat CC and remembers that he can escape here. He can leave the flat roofed pub and cheap marching powder behind him. It's not too late, he could be someone. Just him and his baby together. The world's their oyster. St Helens, Runcorn, Widnes, even Warrington.
Then, as CBeebies starts and the hangover kicks in, he's left grateful that the first owner specced the premium sound system. He'll need it to console himself as he goes to PineWorld to look at bedside tables that afternoon. Maybe he'll wait in the car and treat himself to a listen of his favourite playlist and dream of pastures new.
So it's a no from me.
Absolutely utterly brilliant!For Jason, this car is his "baby". It's the car he drives when he's not driving his works van. It's all dreamt of. It's the pinnacle of his motoring life. His wife's not allowed to drive it, "it's too powerful for you, love". And yet. It's a Passat in a frock.
All week, Jason (as all plumbers in Wigan are called Jason) dreams of the time when he'll take "the beast" out at the weekend.
In his mind, Jason is James Dean in a Streetcar Named Desire. Jason's Steve McQueen in Bullitt. He's Burt Reynolds in Smokey and the Bandit.
Jason's queuing up in the Drive-Thru at KFC at an out of town retail centre, having been dragged there by his wife who wants to look at sofas in DFS.
Later, our hero will drive to his local flat roofed pub where a female vocalist who once auditioned for the X-Factor will spend the evening massacring popular songs in the name of entertainment, whilst Jason drinks his own bodyweight in premium continental lager and leers at the local girls in their nice dresses.
Later, his mate Darren the sparky will suggest making a call and despite all promises to his wife that he's not into that anymore, as Build me up Buttercup breaks down for the final time, Jason and Darren will sneak off to the toilet to snort a gram of talcum powder, cat litter and coke, promising himself that this really is the last time.
The next morning, as Jason looks at the names of his children who are tattooed onto his forearm in gothic script, he wonders what it's all for. Then he opens the window, looks out at the white Passat CC and remembers that he can escape here. He can leave the flat roofed pub and cheap marching powder behind him. It's not too late, he could be someone. Just him and his baby together. The world's their oyster. St Helens, Runcorn, Widnes, even Warrington.
Then, as CBeebies starts and the hangover kicks in, he's left grateful that the first owner specced the premium sound system. He'll need it to console himself as he goes to PineWorld to look at bedside tables that afternoon. Maybe he'll wait in the car and treat himself to a listen of his favourite playlist and dream of pastures new.
So it's a no from me.
olly755 said:
Seeing as it’s Friday and I’m a bit scared of going in the Porsche forum, any thread wisdom on a ten year old Cayenne with 190k miles but a comprehensive dealer history? How big would the pill need to be?
I'm loving mine, seems exceptionally well built and surprisingly easy to work on as it's not rusted together....There's a good post (fourth down) in this thread on the big known problems.
https://rennlist.com/forums/cayenne-955-957-2003-2...
Parts are quite cheap as the Q7/Touareg use lots of the same ones...
Check the water pipes in the V have been changed, as that's a big job (£600 parts, + £600+ labour)
Tom_Spotley_When said:
Macron said:
It's as white as white can be, but this 60 plate Passat CC at £5.5 with a 3.6 ltr engine has to be a rare thing...
https://www.autotrader.co.uk/car-details/202107265...
The problem with cars like this for me, as someone who's spent most of his life in various parts of the North West, is that they all seem to be owned by plumbers from Wigan called Jason. https://www.autotrader.co.uk/car-details/202107265...
For Jason, this car is his "baby". It's the car he drives when he's not driving his works van. It's all dreamt of. It's the pinnacle of his motoring life. His wife's not allowed to drive it, "it's too powerful for you, love". And yet. It's a Passat in a frock.
All week, Jason (as all plumbers in Wigan are called Jason) dreams of the time when he'll take "the beast" out at the weekend.
In his mind, Jason is James Dean in a Streetcar Named Desire. Jason's Steve McQueen in Bullitt. He's Burt Reynolds in Smokey and the Bandit.
Jason's queuing up in the Drive-Thru at KFC at an out of town retail centre, having been dragged there by his wife who wants to look at sofas in DFS.
Later, our hero will drive to his local flat roofed pub where a female vocalist who once auditioned for the X-Factor will spend the evening massacring popular songs in the name of entertainment, whilst Jason drinks his own bodyweight in premium continental lager and leers at the local girls in their nice dresses.
Later, his mate Darren the sparky will suggest making a call and despite all promises to his wife that he's not into that anymore, as Build me up Buttercup breaks down for the final time, Jason and Darren will sneak off to the toilet to snort a gram of talcum powder, cat litter and coke, promising himself that this really is the last time.
The next morning, as Jason looks at the names of his children who are tattooed onto his forearm in gothic script, he wonders what it's all for. Then he opens the window, looks out at the white Passat CC and remembers that he can escape here. He can leave the flat roofed pub and cheap marching powder behind him. It's not too late, he could be someone. Just him and his baby together. The world's their oyster. St Helens, Runcorn, Widnes, even Warrington.
Then, as CBeebies starts and the hangover kicks in, he's left grateful that the first owner specced the premium sound system. He'll need it to console himself as he goes to PineWorld to look at bedside tables that afternoon. Maybe he'll wait in the car and treat himself to a listen of his favourite playlist and dream of pastures new.
So it's a no from me.
Brilliant.
Swervin_Mervin said:
Tom_Spotley_When said:
Macron said:
It's as white as white can be, but this 60 plate Passat CC at £5.5 with a 3.6 ltr engine has to be a rare thing...
https://www.autotrader.co.uk/car-details/202107265...
The problem with cars like this for me, as someone who's spent most of his life in various parts of the North West, is that they all seem to be owned by plumbers from Wigan called Jason. https://www.autotrader.co.uk/car-details/202107265...
For Jason, this car is his "baby". It's the car he drives when he's not driving his works van. It's all dreamt of. It's the pinnacle of his motoring life. His wife's not allowed to drive it, "it's too powerful for you, love". And yet. It's a Passat in a frock.
All week, Jason (as all plumbers in Wigan are called Jason) dreams of the time when he'll take "the beast" out at the weekend.
In his mind, Jason is James Dean in a Streetcar Named Desire. Jason's Steve McQueen in Bullitt. He's Burt Reynolds in Smokey and the Bandit.
Jason's queuing up in the Drive-Thru at KFC at an out of town retail centre, having been dragged there by his wife who wants to look at sofas in DFS.
Later, our hero will drive to his local flat roofed pub where a female vocalist who once auditioned for the X-Factor will spend the evening massacring popular songs in the name of entertainment, whilst Jason drinks his own bodyweight in premium continental lager and leers at the local girls in their nice dresses.
Later, his mate Darren the sparky will suggest making a call and despite all promises to his wife that he's not into that anymore, as Build me up Buttercup breaks down for the final time, Jason and Darren will sneak off to the toilet to snort a gram of talcum powder, cat litter and coke, promising himself that this really is the last time.
The next morning, as Jason looks at the names of his children who are tattooed onto his forearm in gothic script, he wonders what it's all for. Then he opens the window, looks out at the white Passat CC and remembers that he can escape here. He can leave the flat roofed pub and cheap marching powder behind him. It's not too late, he could be someone. Just him and his baby together. The world's their oyster. St Helens, Runcorn, Widnes, even Warrington.
Then, as CBeebies starts and the hangover kicks in, he's left grateful that the first owner specced the premium sound system. He'll need it to console himself as he goes to PineWorld to look at bedside tables that afternoon. Maybe he'll wait in the car and treat himself to a listen of his favourite playlist and dream of pastures new.
So it's a no from me.
Brilliant.
Swervin_Mervin said:
Tom_Spotley_When said:
Macron said:
It's as white as white can be, but this 60 plate Passat CC at £5.5 with a 3.6 ltr engine has to be a rare thing...
https://www.autotrader.co.uk/car-details/202107265...
The problem with cars like this for me, as someone who's spent most of his life in various parts of the North West, is that they all seem to be owned by plumbers from Wigan called Jason. https://www.autotrader.co.uk/car-details/202107265...
For Jason, this car is his "baby". It's the car he drives when he's not driving his works van. It's all dreamt of. It's the pinnacle of his motoring life. His wife's not allowed to drive it, "it's too powerful for you, love". And yet. It's a Passat in a frock.
All week, Jason (as all plumbers in Wigan are called Jason) dreams of the time when he'll take "the beast" out at the weekend.
In his mind, Jason is James Dean in a Streetcar Named Desire. Jason's Steve McQueen in Bullitt. He's Burt Reynolds in Smokey and the Bandit.
Jason's queuing up in the Drive-Thru at KFC at an out of town retail centre, having been dragged there by his wife who wants to look at sofas in DFS.
Later, our hero will drive to his local flat roofed pub where a female vocalist who once auditioned for the X-Factor will spend the evening massacring popular songs in the name of entertainment, whilst Jason drinks his own bodyweight in premium continental lager and leers at the local girls in their nice dresses.
Later, his mate Darren the sparky will suggest making a call and despite all promises to his wife that he's not into that anymore, as Build me up Buttercup breaks down for the final time, Jason and Darren will sneak off to the toilet to snort a gram of talcum powder, cat litter and coke, promising himself that this really is the last time.
The next morning, as Jason looks at the names of his children who are tattooed onto his forearm in gothic script, he wonders what it's all for. Then he opens the window, looks out at the white Passat CC and remembers that he can escape here. He can leave the flat roofed pub and cheap marching powder behind him. It's not too late, he could be someone. Just him and his baby together. The world's their oyster. St Helens, Runcorn, Widnes, even Warrington.
Then, as CBeebies starts and the hangover kicks in, he's left grateful that the first owner specced the premium sound system. He'll need it to console himself as he goes to PineWorld to look at bedside tables that afternoon. Maybe he'll wait in the car and treat himself to a listen of his favourite playlist and dream of pastures new.
So it's a no from me.
Brilliant.
Higgs boson said:
Swervin_Mervin said:
Tom_Spotley_When said:
Macron said:
It's as white as white can be, but this 60 plate Passat CC at £5.5 with a 3.6 ltr engine has to be a rare thing...
https://www.autotrader.co.uk/car-details/202107265...
The problem with cars like this for me, as someone who's spent most of his life in various parts of the North West, is that they all seem to be owned by plumbers from Wigan called Jason. https://www.autotrader.co.uk/car-details/202107265...
For Jason, this car is his "baby". It's the car he drives when he's not driving his works van. It's all dreamt of. It's the pinnacle of his motoring life. His wife's not allowed to drive it, "it's too powerful for you, love". And yet. It's a Passat in a frock.
All week, Jason (as all plumbers in Wigan are called Jason) dreams of the time when he'll take "the beast" out at the weekend.
In his mind, Jason is James Dean in a Streetcar Named Desire. Jason's Steve McQueen in Bullitt. He's Burt Reynolds in Smokey and the Bandit.
Jason's queuing up in the Drive-Thru at KFC at an out of town retail centre, having been dragged there by his wife who wants to look at sofas in DFS.
Later, our hero will drive to his local flat roofed pub where a female vocalist who once auditioned for the X-Factor will spend the evening massacring popular songs in the name of entertainment, whilst Jason drinks his own bodyweight in premium continental lager and leers at the local girls in their nice dresses.
Later, his mate Darren the sparky will suggest making a call and despite all promises to his wife that he's not into that anymore, as Build me up Buttercup breaks down for the final time, Jason and Darren will sneak off to the toilet to snort a gram of talcum powder, cat litter and coke, promising himself that this really is the last time.
The next morning, as Jason looks at the names of his children who are tattooed onto his forearm in gothic script, he wonders what it's all for. Then he opens the window, looks out at the white Passat CC and remembers that he can escape here. He can leave the flat roofed pub and cheap marching powder behind him. It's not too late, he could be someone. Just him and his baby together. The world's their oyster. St Helens, Runcorn, Widnes, even Warrington.
Then, as CBeebies starts and the hangover kicks in, he's left grateful that the first owner specced the premium sound system. He'll need it to console himself as he goes to PineWorld to look at bedside tables that afternoon. Maybe he'll wait in the car and treat himself to a listen of his favourite playlist and dream of pastures new.
So it's a no from me.
Brilliant.
mondayo said:
phil_cardiff said:
louiebaby said:
Emeye said:
The Mercs seem to be cheaper - not sure why, but it could be that they're just not as cool? Or because rust.
Are they not a bit lower?I rented a Merc a couple of years ago and a T6 last year. The Merc felt a bit more tall MPV and the T6 felt a bit more small Van. Maybe it was just because one had a fixed bulkhead whereas the other was configured as an airport shuttle...
Agreed on the family do-it-all though. I'm working on moving to a small convertible + T6 (or other) family bus as my fleet.
Ford, Vauxhall, Mercedes, PSA, Renault, Toyota etc could build a van 20x better than a VW Transporter; everyone would still by the VW in the belief that there's some sort of lineage back to a split-screen and that it completes their head to toe Passenger and North Face ensemble.
I've been trying to buy a Viano V6 diesel for the last 12-16 months but the prices have gone up quite a bit in that time and therefore tightness has prevented me from taking the plunge. And also why I have the S210.
A lot of the descriptions of Viano's are not brilliant, with half of them being described as a compact, when they're clearly not.
I want a long (or the middle sized one) with all individual seats and not silver. Ideally a facelifted one.... unfortunately they're pretty much unobtainable.
Despite hating vans I find myself strangely drawn to them for weekends away and camping trips. Trouble is, I've no clue as to which are reliable, rust-resistant, not too awful to drive etc etc.
phil_cardiff said:
Just realised that I used the incorrect "by". I'll self-isolate from the thread for two weeks as penance.
Despite hating vans I find myself strangely drawn to them for weekends away and camping trips. Trouble is, I've no clue as to which are reliable, rust-resistant, not too awful to drive etc etc.
Get yourself a nice iveco best engines there's a reason why most delivery companies have them, They're all serviced properly (well most) so don't let mileage put you off Despite hating vans I find myself strangely drawn to them for weekends away and camping trips. Trouble is, I've no clue as to which are reliable, rust-resistant, not too awful to drive etc etc.
ian316 said:
Get yourself a nice iveco best engines there's a reason why most delivery companies have them, They're all serviced properly (well most) so don't let mileage put you off
They don't do a mid-size van though? Can't go too big as need it to fit in normal parking spaces and because my wife will be driving it. XMified said:
I just got home after a long day at the studio; it seems that I missed a particularly brilliant Friday here!
Excellent car selection, the women not far behind, a particulary amusing joke about Number 7, and the cautionary tale of Jason and his CC.
Magnificent.
Good and helpful summary. Would have been better with pictures.Excellent car selection, the women not far behind, a particulary amusing joke about Number 7, and the cautionary tale of Jason and his CC.
Magnificent.
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