"Is this peak scrapyard? It can’t be far off, with a joyous selection of cars wherever you choose to look. There’s a proper crossover between what we’d call absolute classics today, such as the Austin 1800, Vauxhall Viva HC and Hillman Imp – but I can’t help but admit my eyes are drawn to the Renault 18 in the immediate foreground, Opel Kadett City in green piled on top of the Imp and the Volkswagen Golf Mk1.
Other highlights include the trio of Austin Metros, the pair of Morris Marina/Ital vans, the Ambassador and the Acclaim. I love the Volvo 240 with its bonnet up in the foreground, too, but the more the look, the more you find. The Fiat 127 alongside its kissing cousin the Yugo 45 is a delight, as is the E12-generation BMW 5-Series with its back end to the camera."
"You’d not gain access until you asked the oily keeper of the keys if he had a certain type of car, and if he did, you’d go and rummage and find your part. Retrieved, you’d go back to the hut, walk in, wonder at how every surface, including all the paperwork, had a light sheen of used engine oil, then look the bloke in the face before bartering for a good price...."
Memories : a scrapyard in England, 1991:-