Uphilldowndale

Watching nature take its course, from the top of a hill in northern England

A Lady of a Certain Age

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There comes a time in a ladies life when a  make-over might be in order.

So let me introduce you to a certain lady, of a certain age ( built in 1956 making her 54 years of age) she is know by the name of Bournville

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She’s a Morris Minor Series 2.

Now regular readers will have deduced that whilst sailing was Mr Uphilldowndales first love, and  fell running is his current mistress; I can also reveal that Bournville is his kept women.

Mr Uhdd bought her for £25 back in 1977 when he was a student. She was purchased in the village of Cadbury (hence the name of Bournville,  come on keep up, they were students remember) and they have lived together ever since. She was kept road worthy and in reasonable fettle, till the boys came along, when suddenly demands on Mr Uhdds time and money meant she had to come off the road and retire to the barn, where she waited patiently if dustily for her day to come.

So  back in May she was stripped of her accessories (and engine) in preparation for a some serious work.

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Poor lamb, she looks as vulnerable and exposed as a patient in a theatre gown.

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But she could not have been sent to safer hands. Not for her some back street garage, oh no, more of a Harley Street referral; she has been sent to Mr Ferrari-man. Mr Ferrari-man is a former colleague  and fell running buddy of Mr Uhdd’s who has a passion for classic cars and a paint-shop of clinical quality: for whilst other kids were out climbing trees and playing ‘knock and run’ Mr Ferrari-man was round at his mates house. His mates dad was a paint sprayer for Bentley and he taught the boys all he knew; and that included how to treat a lady.

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Lucky lady.

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Author: uphilldowndale

Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England. Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it! I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing. On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell! Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.

18 thoughts on “A Lady of a Certain Age

  1. What a gorgeous lady she is!! And – it sounds like you’ve found the best surgeons around to put her back together!!!

  2. This was so much fun to read–and I enjoyed learning about Bournville, too. I look forward to updates on the lady’s fluffing up. I’m curious as to whether the boys will ever be allowed to drive her . . . ! And the Cowboy wishes to know whether Spud will be allowed to ride along. (Miss Sadie is dubious about the whole enterprise, as she has noticed that the steering wheel is unaccountably on the wrong side of the car.)

    • I’m not sure they will want too, but she will easy the pressure on the family car, of that I’m sure. I’m keen she has seat belts and decent seats with head-restraints fitted before she is back in daily use

  3. Helping a great lady regain her former glory — now there’s a labor of love. (Odd, isn’t it, how we will work a lot harder for love than we will for money!) I’d say that was £25 very well spent — and quite a bargain, even in 1977. Do keep us posted with “step-by-step” photos of her progress.

  4. I learnt to drive on a Morris Minor and loved it. You brought happy memories back.

    Presume Miss Sadie lives abroad and not in a LHD country.

    UK stuck to the rules of the sea, which is why we still have LHD (another piece of useless information).

    • But Mrs K, I think you are a little confused. In the UK we use right hand drive cars that drive on the left side of the road, and at sea ships pass port to port in a channel i.e. they drive on the right!

  5. When I was a child, my parents owned a light blue estate version of the Morris Minor. It had the varnished wooden frame. I can still remember the registration number! (but I don’t know what the hell I did last week). He sold it for £50 in about 1973, which seems like it a good price for the time!

  6. my first car was a morris traveller with the wood (and its own little mushrooms and grass growing in said wood) which had the number plate “COW***C” – can’t remember the number bit. i sold it for £200 but i wish i’d hung onto the plate. i later had one like this lady, although not the split screen one, but it had to be scrapped in the end due to rust. brilliant cars!

  7. This post brings back a lot of fond memories as a one time friend had four Moggie Minors…a split screen one like this, a convertible, a Traveller and a van!
    This were one of the classic cars of the 50’s and I still see one regularly hereabouts which looks pristine. xx

  8. She’s a beauty, too. 🙂

  9. Fantastic! How lovely to hear of another Minor being restored to her former glory: proof indeed that they don’t die, they’re just resting. 🙂

  10. I can’t wait to see her restored 🙂 A lovely write-up ~ brought back memories ~ Morris, Hillman, Mayflower..

  11. I can’t wait to see her after her makeover! My heart leapt when I saw her, and I wanted to show you this:

    http://mutteringsfromthemoor.wordpress.com/about/

    My first love…Millicent…a 1956 split screen Morris Minor. I learnt to drive in her back in 1992. She was beautiful albeit a little stroppy at times, and would only display her trafficators if you put your arm out of the window and banged her on the side! She also found it funny that when you stepped on the dipswitch to dip the headlights she would sometimes turn the lights off instead. Many a hairy moment on dark country lanes!

    Sadly she died, and wouldn’t start for anyone, not even the mechanics at the garage. So she was replaced by a red Peugeot 205, and she found a new owner in Ireland. Never one to be predictable, she started first time when he came to collect her 😦

    • It seems I’ve hit upon a rich vein of nostalgia. When we lived up in Scotland I had a moggie delivery van, possibly not my finest business decision, but she looked magnificent, and beautifully sign written (I have a little replica of her still, a gift from Mr Uhdd) The van was not the most reliable, I was a dab hand at hitting the petrol pump with a stapler, to knock it back into action.
      Our family had a black split screen moggie when I was a child, we were in what was potentially a very nasty accident in it, the general consensus was that would not have survived had we been in anything ‘more modern’ (for the time circa 1969) let alone been able to drive home in it!! I’m sure my mum must have the photos still, I’ll see if I can find them.

      • I do think that despite modern cars being fitted with airbags and the like, there is something to be said for the robust older car! I witnessed a nasty accident a few weeks back on the M5, the car in front of me was doing at least 85mph when it had a blow out and smashed into the central barrier twice while spinning around. The old guy driving and his grandaughter both walked away without a scratch. The car, a tank-like old Mercedes, was completely smashed up but still started first time when the police came to move it to the hard shoulder!

  12. I hope I didn’t look like that in the operating theatre when I had my ‘accesories’ removed, but I fear I did. I know how the old dear feels. I wish her well, and hope she soon feels as good I do now.

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