After I sold the second of my two FJ Holdens, I hitch-hiked north to the Sunshine State...sorta back where I started, I guess. I got a job working in the old flour mill at Albion, it was in the news in early 2014 as a fire completely destroyed it. I understand luxury apartments are to be built on that site.

Anyway, this old Vanguard, another confounded Pommy car!, it was born in 1952. It was an odd sort of thing, a big car it had heaps of room inside, many a night I spent sleeping on the back seat in my travels around NSW. These cars had unusual engines, wet sleeve motors originally destined for Nuffield farm tractors. It had a manual transmission with a very vague selector hanging off the steering column...getting the correct gears was hit and miss. The linkage was not a strong point, and even low-mileage models were sloppy in this regard.

Other than that, there is little I recall about this car, it certainly wasn't the nicest looking car I ever owned...lol.

It was while I was working at the Albion flour mill that I met a bloke named Dennis, now, Dennis had an uncle working in the Northern Territory, his uncle had a business installing cattle station fences, he had just secured a contract, needed a hand, asked Dennis if he knew anyone looking for work, we both jumped at the chance. The old Vanguard was sold, almost given, to a coworker and onto a Greyhound Coach Dennis  and I went....next stop Darwin..NT.