Sadly the time arrived for Ange's dad to sell his woodie - the much loved Morris Minor station wagon that was part of the delight of Knysna. I think it was becoming a real mission to maintain and was pretty exciting to drive (from an education perspective - dodgy synchromesh, cable activated drum brakes - push very hard on the pedal, and slow gradually). None-the-less, a moment of sadness in many ways - something old-world and wonderful. The other two pics I found because they were part of the same period, though in Durban - love them both.
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