British cars charmed me early.
As a student in Sydney, I owned a 1937 Ford Anglia, a 1951 Prefect (my grandfather’s from new) and a ’46 2.5-litre Riley.
An MG TD was then restored to roadworthy condition in the mid-’60s when I was back home in Wagga Wagga.
A friend’s Mk2 Healey Sprite impressed me, so when I came across a Mk1 in late 1972 I couldn’t resist.
The car was a runner, with a glassed-on hardtop, a strange glassfibre front and average paint, but basically it was complete and original.
The price was negotiated down to $240.
A hammer, a chisel and two bottles of beer got the hardtop removed, and a $50 respray tidied things up.
I was on the road after replacing a shock absorber and a tail-light bulb, and thus began a long and enjoyable relationship.