When was the first time you remember being in a car?

deano9133

I think three memories being once hearing on the radio someone being rested and thinking it meant being arrested
Also coming back from holiday in about 2003 listening to the scores
Also asking my dad to drop me off down the road from the caravan park we were staying at

AndyMc.....

Losing the ladder to a matchbox fire engine down the vent of a Vauxhall Viva

wgl2014

1986, not sure what month.

TadleyBaggie

Late 1950's in my Dad's new Vauxhall Victor.

waamo

Listening to Tony Blackburn on the breakfast show by the seaside. It must have been the early 70’s

boingsaidzebedee

I remember thinking "that could have an unfortunate outcome should a herd of bulls come walking up the road" as Perkins our butler walked in front of daddy's brand new 1901 Packard Model C waving a red flag.
It was rather unfortunate also that the Packard had quite a fierce clutch as it lurched forward as daddy changed gear and ran over Perkins.Awfully inconvenient as we had to stop at the next village to telegraph for another servant to come and serve the Pimm's.

RichardD1970

Early 70's, in our Mini Countryman, wondering why our car was made of wood. :rotfl:

Think it was even this colour.

unforeseen

Early 60s in aunts Austin A30 with the semaphore indicators as she went on her midwife rounds.

IamNotAllowedToUseMyName

Sitting on the transmission tunnel in a Rover P5 with at least 7 of us in the car before my dad had a car getting a lift somewhere. In fact I think my sister was sitting on my dad's lap and there were at least 4 across the back seat!

It was an automatic with overdrive. I was about 4 and I don't think I'd ever been in a car before and I was in this luxury monster.

My dad's first car was a new C reg Morris 1100 with optional front seat belts and optional heater fitted. I was always sick in it.

AdrianC

First definite times would be either my mother's Maxi or a rented Transit motorhome to go to Great Yarmouth for a week.

The Maxi really stands out on two occasions really stand out - sitting in it outside the shops when a Land Rover reversed into it, and being used as padding (together with my little brother) while a twin-tub washing machine was brought back from my grandmother's.

They'd all be around 1974-5, I think - so I'd have been under 5.

First concrete memory of my dad's cars was going with him to collect a new company car - a lime green Mk3 Cortina.

mollycat

Great thread!!

Dad was a mechanic, so my earliest memories are of numerous cars spending short times in our ownership before being sold/replaced.

This was early-mid sixties; I recall thinking that we were lucky as his job meant we always had a car when most people living around us didn't.

Our cars weren't flashy at all, probably picked up through contacts in the trade. There's a photo of me as a toddler sitting on a (probably on it's last legs) Jaguar, but we also owned a less salubrious Simca, as well as the more mainstream Zephyrs, Zodiacs, Minis, Cortina's, etc, etc.

Got a really nice photo of my mum as a young woman standing next to a Zephyr down by the seaside, where I now live, coincidently.

Also recall bits of engines, gearboxes etc being brought home to be repaired in the kitchen; regular trips to the "scrappy" every saturday afternoon were a treat.

Happy days, and probably why I've also adopted a "bangernomics" approach to car buying as well.