Mark as a boy on his Dads XK wagon.
remember once sitting in the wagon in one of those car
seats like Maggie in the Simpsons has. Dad and his
brother bought their XKs at the same time. Dad
washed his every weekend and his brother didnt -
once saw a canary yellow van in Yarraville when I was
about ten and thought Ive got to get one of those
one day. Some years later at 32 and marrying a lovely
lady named Barbara, I was sitting at home on a Saturday
morning bored poopless. Barb said, why dont
you go and get yourself a copy of that car buyers
guide? and I said, what for?.
Barbs reply was to get yourself a project car. I
only had an XD sedan and being a chippy I needed a van
and I knew which one. The mag. had nothing except one in
the back section. I rang the fellow but got a lead on
another one. After a long checklist of the cars
condition I asked him for some photos. The photos arrived
and I decided I had to start somewhere and now was the time. The price was $1500 delivered from its home in
Wodonga to the beautiful western suburbs and she was
mine. It took six months of mucking about and tidying up
before Mark and Danny had the pleasure of sorting out
some Mexican heritage and the usual for a roadworthy.
Thanks to boys work a rego sticker and plates were
gained. In went the tools of the trade. One of the guys
at work was quite annoyed, as his newly painted Holden
one tonner fell off the interest list rather sharply. The
van was a manual and I was not used to the slop and after
many times changing from first to reverse at the lights -
the lights went out big time on the gearbox. In went an
auto. Now I could drive AND eat!
have had the van four years now and clocked up 10,000
miles. It starts first time and has not stopped once in
that time. It's about time for a going over and touch up
shortly, nothing fancy, just stock and some rust, as
living by the sea takes its toll.