The Car

We thought that we'd take the acquisition of a car slowly and not rush into anything, wait until something 'spoke' to us. Through the power of ebay a very pink 1988 Trabant P601 spoke sweetly in our direction. We could see through the hideous promotional vinyl stuck on it to its inner beauty. A 600cc 2 stroke engine, just the job for the desert.

The car has resided for at least the past 2 years in a self storage depot near Castle Donington. Getting dusty but not rusty.

We paid a bit more than the stipulated Ł100 for the pink beauty, but then rules are there to be broken. A friend's boyfriend volunteered to help us get the car to Sheffield using a borrowed A frame.

It is now the beginning of October and we have done quite a bit of fettling on the car and she goes, more or less where directed by the steering wheel and stops on the button, as long as the button is just to the right of the direction we're driving. Harry and the crew at Red Lion Garage on Broadfield Road have currently got her for an MOT and hopefully just a few adjustments.

In no time we'll be driving like this...

The clip is a 1969 DDR advert for the Trabant 601. If they can fit four grown men (with crash helmets) and all that luggage in the car, two of us and supplies for the desert will be fine!