Recently I went out for a wander to escape the oppressive summer heat of my house. You see our air conditioning had broken and the house was a sweat box. I just had to get out and I grabbed my camera as I escaped.
I was up for a photographic reconnoitre of my surrounding streets to see-what-I-could-find. And what I happened upon first were a couple of old Morris Minors… Yes plural.
It was like the Morris Minor club of Victoria.
Two Morris Minor’s parked up within 150 metres of my front door in 2016. What were the odds?
The first I encountered was a rusting old vestige of better days. I had walked past this Morris hundreds of times before without even blinking an eye.
However now with fresh eyes, out looking for extraordinary from ordinary, this rusting hulk suddenly beguiled me. It was the difference, I guess, between looking and actually ‘seeing’.
What was immediately obvious and struck me the most was the fine craftsmanship on the body of the car. It was almost ornate and certainly a juxtaposition from the plastic & aluminium that is fed up to us these days.
I took a few photos and continued my photographic ramble.
Oh my Morris. Another one!?
Inextricably, within another 50 metres, I came across another Morris. This time it was a fine specimen. Shiny and proud she stood there awaiting admirers. Yet again I felt slightly aghast to think that I had never, ever noticed this rather beautiful car.
Subsequently I have noticed it’s owner some weekends lovingly fussing over the gently sloping panelling. Polishing and buffing the venerable rims and hubcaps to a glistening shine.
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At 43 I feel a trifle young to say – “they don’t make em like that any more.” However it’s true…
“…they don’t make em like that any more.”
You may consider my words overly passionate about a sodding old car and that’s fair enough but folks, you ain’t seen nuthin yet!
A Minor Documentary.
This well made twenty minute documentary makes my passion for the Morris Minor seem about as limp as a cardboard box in a swimming pool.
Another example of ‘what’s old is new’ perhaps as we see the clear adoration, and dare we say love, that these younger drivers in the United Kingdom have for their generations-old vehicles. Well worth a watch regardless of whether or not you consider yourself to be a ‘car person.’
Desperate to speak with other Morris-o-philes in the UK?
Or in Australia > Morris Minor club of Victoria.
All photography © Saxon Templeton