While he would much prefer the word ‘collectors’, you could very easily verge on the descriptive ‘hoarder’ when it comes to the number of vehicles my parents have amassed.
From my mum’s original first car – a Ford Capri 1970 which my dad is ‘in the process of doing up…’ to the Jaguar XJ6 2 tonne hunk of metal they purchased to keep me safe as a baby, the process of building new sheds on their property seems the easier task then parting with their cars.
But it’s my dad’s latest purchase that has been the most satisfying.
For my dad this involved an ‘au revoir’ to his beloved Alfa Romeo Alfasud, and hello oogling at Alfas on the Price is Right. It was working on the property he had built for his family, e-v-e-r-y weekend. It was funding his three daughters to travel overseas before he himself had set foot off the continent. And did I mention the three daughters situation?
So when dad finally retired five years ago, there in began the process of shifting to a new mindset, one his Gen Y daughters were oh so familiar with – Treat Yo Self. So my parents travelled the world in style – as the new era of Grey Nomads do – and dad played golf to his hearts content. But there was something that still eluded him.
Years of watching Top Gear with dad, left me with no doubt that the Porsche 911’s shadow was living in one of his garages. You could swear to have seen flashes of of it pass your window, or the engine’s rumble murmur from the back shed.
So when I finally saw the beautiful navy blue Porsche Carrera 911 in his garage, I knew he had finally learnt the true meaning of Treat Yo Self / #Livingmybestlife.
Riding in it with him, you can feel his pure joy, and how couldn’t you!? The rear 3.4 lite 6 cylinder engine makes this car so much fun. There’s no turbo or fancy tech in this model and that’s obvious, but in a really great way. It feels raw, and exhilarating. Finally dad’s garage is complete… for now.
Here's a little something on his Porsche 911