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Old farm truck

Today’s picture is much closer to home. It was shot about 9 months ago at a car show, and I was never happy with how I processed it.

While I would love to shoot this again without all the other cars and people in the background, I am much more happy with this version.

Whenever I look at an old car like this, I wonder where it came from, what sort of life did it live, and what stores can it tell?
old farm truck

Christine

Christine

Two more of the classic cars, these old beauties remind me of the evil car in Stephen King’s novel Christine – the car that killed people.

Christine

Dead Morris Minor

Morris Minor

This old Morris Minor has clearly seen better days. I hope that somebody is planning on restoring her, but I think that it is going to take a great deal of work to get it running again.

Isn’t it amazing how nostalgic we get about old cars? We give them genders, we feel bad when they get old, and we have an inner urge to maintain and look after them forever.My first cars was an orange Opel Kadett (which was my mothers and then brothers). It leaked in the rain, and sometimes mushrooms grew on the carpets, but it was my first car, and I loved it. Although I was a little relieved when I upgraded to a newer car (also a purchased hand me down, but this time a Toyota Corolla). I can still easily remember every car that I have owned since. Considering that cars are just bits of metal and glass, our attachment to cars is all rather strange.

What was your first car?

 

Old Car

I love this old car that I spotted, and the best part is that it is in fully working order, well at least it is running.

Same make, same colour and same wheels

In South Africa, we have an informal network of car guards that watch our cars while we are out and about. Often you are intimidated into paying a tip for the service, whether you want it or now, and the level of service is often questionable.

Today I had a refreshing experience. This guard promised me that my car will be”same make, same colour and same wheels” when I got back. And when I got back he assured that my car was still “same make, same colour and same wheels”  as when I left it. Yes, he did live up to his word.

I love living in South Africa.

ps: no I have not downgraded my bakki (pick up) for a Tazz.

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