figbat
Slippery scientist
- Location
- South Oxfordshire, UK
A few are coming in from South Africa, most are virtually rust free and have the 3.0 V6 Essex engine
I believe they were only sold in South Africa, known as a ‘bakkie’.
A few are coming in from South Africa, most are virtually rust free and have the 3.0 V6 Essex engine
My uncle had the big one that he later sold to my old man..............Vandem Plas Princess 4 litre R
The VDP R is the very posh Morris Oxford rather than the bigger ones isn't it?
I do like the VDP R though. I read they were trying to make it expensive enough so it was just under the maximum price for a company car not to be punitively taxed. Even with wood and leather they couldn't make it expensive enough so went for the straight six RR engine. No idea if there is really any truth in this, but it is plausible
Back in the 70's a lad in Enderby (Wilf Mayne) shoehorned a 3.0 litre Capri engine and gearbox (from a 'write off') into his, not for nothing was his nickname 'Maniac'
A pal of.mine in 1976 brought an Anglia that had been modded for rallying, full cage, uprated brakes and suspension and an engine bored out to 1900cc. It was still road legal and went.like absolute stink . I can't imagine what a 3ltr would go like ?
It's the 'Farina' body but modified, rear lights are flat rather than vertical like the rest of the range and the bonnet is different to accommodate the grill. It was the little touches that elevated it above the rest like the 'pull down' tables in the back of the front seats and heater under the drivers seat for rear passengers.
It had one other unique quality (apart from drinking fuel) in that no matter the weather it always started, other cars on the street would be grinding away but 'Queenie' (as my little sisters nicknamed the car) always went first time...............probably used half a gallon of fuel to do so.
It was also very fast (well it was when my uncle drove it) I should explain...............Uncle Jack had 2 very disabled sons (both spent their entire lives in nursing homes being spoon fed) so he kind of adopted me and every Saturday morning I'd go round to his house and sit talking in the office then go to the post office to get the national insurance stamps for him and his brother who had a building company, then as 12 'o'clock approached he'd be off to the golf club taking me with him (he was 'House Chairman' there for 10+ years.............The guy who organised thepiss upsevents before becoming Captain)............Half a dozen pints with lemonade/coke for me and Scampi and chips in a basket before blasting the 4-5 miles back to Enderby