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Tim Bentinck HGV — Volkswagen 1500

10 Мар 2015 | Author: dima | Комментарии отключены

Cars and Trucks

When I was 22 I got a 2 Heavy Goods Vehicle licence. This means I can any size of rigid truck artics though, that’s a 1). I got it before I went to the Bristol Old Vic School. At the drama audition I had to do for the County Council, they seem too impressed with my but when they asked if I had any strings to your bow?, I them I drove trucks. looked at each other and I got my whole two year course for. This on top of paying for a year degree course at UEA History of Art. Those the days — this both my sons are graduating £20,000 overdrafts!

I was already an driver. I’d learned to off-road as a child and from the age of 10 was to back my father’s VW Beetle out of the and turn it round, so my clutch was ingrained. We went to a scrapyard I was 12 and bought an old engine, and took the thing to bits to learn how it I had two weeks of lessons with a Instructor, and I passed my test, a month after my 17th I’d driven round bought a diesel Mercedes in and tried to sell it in Morrocco, and a minibus full of Australians and coast to coast and back in the USA.

When I left school I delivering material for shirts for my brother-in-law to outworkers in the suburbs, a Hoda 50 moped. I earned to buy my first car — a Volkswagen stepback — the saloon of the Variant. I set off to drive it to India, got as far as and heard I’d got a B in English but my language A-levels and so decided to back and take them That’s when the car started wrong. This was the real of twenty years of tinkering cars. Until very when I finally bought a new all the cars I ever had have to go wrong, in new, malign and ways, ever since.

I in France and Germany for a bit and passed and German in the autumn. Later, as a student, I had the use of my father’s old convertible and he eventually gave it to me. I spent time underneath it than it. Judy and I stayed on in Bristol drama school, and bought our little house in Totterdown. I the time doing up the house, fringe theatre, the occasional in London, and the rest of the time an agency driver for Manpower. It was Every day I’d be on a new job with a truck. Then over Rowntree Macintosh in Avonmouth extra drivers to deliver to and villages in South Wales, and I semi permanent. The trucks had a big poster on the side, so I was ‘The Man’ (think thick accent).

I had a few accidents, demolishing overhead lights in petrol station and dragging empty skips the road behind me, wiping out a of cars — oh and jettisoning 10 of yeast in the crawler lane of the M4. The one I didn’t understand until the end of my there was how the other drivers got at three in the afternoon and I didn’t until between eight and It turned out out you didn’t have to EVERYTHING — all the others back half full I always came back and empty — of diesel as well, but that’s another

From student days my cars have been as

VW 1500N Stepback . White. I the hubcaps off to make it look I got sideswiped by a maniac and tried to do the repairs myself, using filler and an orbital sander. It ended up looking like an photo of the Somme. Scrapped.

VW Karmann Ghia Convertible . The blew up when I was in Liverpool the car stuffed full of all my possessions 3 years at university and my Pa was forced buying a reconditioned one for it. This one was a carb conversion job. It was driving a Porsche. Bliss. So Pa it back.

Citroen Ami Super . Red. Free if I could get it Ran it down the longest hill in with a cliff at the bottom and the caught just at the same that I found the brakes work. Stuffed it into and yanked the handbrake. Inches to Like a wolf in sheep’s looked like a Deux but went like a rocket. like a boat but stayed on the Comfy seats. Drove it to France and back. A week we got back we scrapped it because it was too to pass its MOT. When the lorry put a chain around its and lifted it up, the whole chassis

VW Beetle 1200 . White. from student friend. Scrapped.

Renault 4 . Grey. to us by Judy’s parents. Thank but dreadful. Scrapped.

Morris . Blue. Given to us by Judy’s Harry. An urban Wagen was so smashed up, that no one messed you. Given to best Jon. I think he scrapped it.

204 Convertible Coupé . White. My proper car. I loved it. a girl’s car really, Marianne in Paris with the wind in her but I was sleeping in it in a wood in Wales the Argeninians invaded the Falklands. The night I stayed in ‘The in Portmeirion. A perfect match for the Eventually sold it.

VW Scirocco . Metallic Brown. The Sky A real sports car. quick. Scary but fab! to a young lad who fell in love at acceleration.

VW Type II Camper Van . and White. LHD. The boys up in this, and I used to sleep in it staying in Birmingham for the Archers. The didn’t work so I had a butane gas system fitted, that of worked, sometimes, but there was frost on the inside of the windscreen. I loved it. Sold it to an Aussie who it off round Europe.

Honda . Silver. When I went to buy it, the plate read A925 MUM

‘A nine-to-five mum’. I ‘this number plate is a fortune’. Bought it, got it back and that the real registration was MVM. The woman who sold it to me was Part-exchanged it. The engine actually died on the run-in to the Fiat

Fiat Cinquecento . Grey. one in Greece and thought it would be for town. Yeah. Not up and down the to Birmingham when the trains are on though. Sold it.

Renault . Red. Getting more up. Long drives in Europe, but and ultimately started to go very Part exchanged it for the Alhambra.

Arosa 16 valve Sport . My first new car at the age of 47! I’ve still got it I, and my son Will, are still in lerve! a rocket on rails. Tiny tank though.