A friend of mine was on holiday some time ago in what was then Czechoslovakia and saw a 'Trabby'. For some reason he fell in love with it and bought it, and drove it all the way back through Europe and the UK to N. Ireland.

It's been sitting in a barn ever since - at least 20 years now - waiting to be 'done up'. The last time I saw it, the tyres had mostly rotted away and it was covered in guano (that's bird poo to you and me). But he turned the engine over and it started - not first time, but at about the fourth attempt - causing a mass exodus from its bodywork of small furry mammals and creepy-crawlies.

He looked wistfully at this heap of junk, now wreathed in a cloud of blue exhaust smoke,  and whispered, "one of these days, old girl" before we closed the barn doors and headed for the pub.

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