So.....a couple of years ago a guy I had recently met told me there was a farm not far away where they had a couple of beetles in their yard, we went for a nose, you could just see from the roadside a couple of what looked like 68-/ early 70's beetles and another covered with a tarp....apparently they'd been there for quite a few years, but from 50 yards or so away they looked complete and not total wrecks....
I've kept it in the back of my mind, but recent discussions on the forum about how the scene is currently has got me thinking....(thanks Russell
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I've spent a hell of a lot of time and money on my long term project to end up with a car that while not unusable, will be severely compromised, I've known this for a long time and it doesn't really bother me, in fact it kind of amuses me..... but increasingly the appeal is growing for a relatively low-buck thrash around kind of cal-looker that I don't need to be precious about.....maybe the kind of car I wanted 20 years ago, lowered, dechromed, bright colour, colour coded upright headlights, 1776 or 1835cc as everyone had back then...no expensive collectable stuff...etc etc...
maybe it was worth another look at that farmyard?
when I arrived there this morning the VW's were gone, but there were at least 10 other various late 70's / 80's cars sitting around in various states of dereliction, as well as a few very old and very rusty 40's 50's trucks.
a little old lady of about 70 answered the door rather nervously, so I explained right away that I was interested in buying any old VW's if they were still around, ... its possible they're for sale, one belonged to some-one long since dead, the others to her husband who is slightly overwhelmed by projects.....they've been moved out of sight into a barn.....who knows what else might be in there?
anyway, the old lady Janet and I had a nice long chat and she took my number and promised to get her husband to call me...
At this point she became very obviously quite uncomfortable, and launched into a rather long and unnecessary explanation that she wasn't a Lesbian, or indeed a pervert, and neither was her husband, who, when he telephones me I must address as Joan, because long ago he chose to live as a woman, because he has always felt he was born in the wrong body.
I reassured her that having spent 20 years living in London, these types of scenarios are nothing unusual for people of my generation, and indeed I have friends of all manner of persuasions! it seemed to put her at ease.
I'm certainly awaiting "Joans" telephone call with a combination of amusement/interest/ and trepidation.....
so....anyone else with any unusual car/parts hunting experiences? hahaha!
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