Europe, 1963 |
 Back in England, one of my first tasks was to clean the Heinkel. It was a mess. I had driven more than 6,500 miles / 10,460 kilometres in it (5,901 of those miles or 9,497 kilometres were on the continent), and the engine was – frankly – stuffed. My grandmother wrote to me from Australia asking me to sell the car, and said I could keep any money I got for it over £100. Quite amazingly, on Christmas Eve, Anthony’s car dealer – “The Colonel” – was able to sell the bubble car for me for £120. This was way beyond anything I expected and also, incidentally, a far better deal than Dave got when he sold the Citroën in Belgium for $US20 – he was paid $5 for each tyre. |