Collecting vinyl and stripping caravans

We watched one about Post Office vehicles from 1937 that showed the development of the road system in Britain. It seems they were pretty congested even in the 1930s in some places. We fast-forwarded through an extraordinary late-'60s very soft porn film about a young man driving an E-type down the Kings Road (a 3.8 flat floor with 'lips' painted on the air intake) and his fantasy world of 'dolly bird' conquests. I don’t know where he digs this stuff out from.

I'm still having trouble getting anyone to take these NSU Ro80 spares... even as a free gift. I’m loath to let the scrap man have the hoard, but, having said that, I do have plenty of scrap he is welcome to at the right price, including a seized Fulvia engine and various bits off a Airstream caravan my friend Steve is converting into a burger van (or something).

Have you ever looked at one of these things? It’s so heavy it wrecked the gearbox of the Volvo estate that delivered it and the original 1971 interior (now ripped out) had a kind of serial killer's motel room vibe about it. It is probably the only acceptable caravan, but still I loath it. Steve, however, has very adequately placated me by donating a lovely set of IKEA shelf units for my overspill magazines to live on.