Upper Middle Petrol Head:

  This is the second recent post that reflects on my automotive history, following on from from a piece written by me and featuring the Austin-Healey Sprite that I owned nearly twenty years ago (please see:  https://uppermiddlepetrolhead.blogspot.com/2022/10/a-blast-from-past-im-reacquainted-with.html ). Today's offering - an absolutely stunning Mk II Ford Escort van - isn't one of my previous cars, although it looked close enough to the one that I did own to have my mate, Mark Drury, wonder if it was the very same vehicle that we ran amok in during the very early 1980s in our P-plater year. That Escort van - the one that we drove around in wearing our Batman masks or Devo "energy domes" (maybe they were really  Decor flower pots?), took camping, carted my Honda XR75 trail bike in, strapped our kayaks onto and slept off inumerable post-beach party hangovers in the back of (top to toe style!) - was probably crushed and recycled into dog food tins years ago. This one, h