BLOKES...

...doing stuff. (That's the limit of my expertise in matters mechanical.)

The first two cars I possessed, about 40 years ago, needed to be partly dismantled at regular intervals either when they made unplanned stops, or refused to start. I became a dab hand at cleaning big flakes of rust out of Ford van petrol filters and taking the back end of an old VW Beetle to bits. These days I wouldn't know where to start, and nor would I want to. I just want a car that goes and enough money to cover the Green Flag subscription.

This jeep* is parked outside the house between the park bench and my One Street, which is where the owner lives, so I'm tagging it with both.

Edit: *Goateebooknerd tells me it's a Series One Landrover.