mrodoc
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The Old Ruminator said:Many years ago we were changing by the road to go caving in Devon. Up the lane came puttering one of those weird bullet shaped three wheelers. One wheel at the back I think. Heinkel or something. The nearside front wheel clipped the kerb and tipped the thing over on its roof. Fearing mortal injury to the incumbent we rushed down the lane to assist. We found a resigned farmers wife covered in shopping. " Oh this keeps happening " she said. We righted the thing and she puttered happily on her way. My mate's mum had a three wheeler. You had to lift the bonnet and stick your leg inside to kick start a motorcycle engine. There is a clip in a an old comedy where a three wheeler is nudged off the road by a " normal " car. Anyone remember ? Back to Reliant's. There was much camaraderie with drivers who always waived at each other in passing. When in Somerset dont miss the Hayne's motor museum near Yeovil. Lots of motoring nostalgia there.
Our early caving trips were by way of a Ford Popular driven by my mate a poor student ( amply rich now he is retired ). He used to buy half a gallon of petrol a time. We were told to " f8ck off " by one garage.
I think it was a Messerschmitt bubble car. I seem to remember, the lane was full of ice and snow and it skidded on that. We also commented on a dent and she said 'I did that last time!' We also gave her a nice cup of hot sweet tea as it was supposed to be good for shock. It was 1969