Now, neither my best friends nor my worst enemies would describe me as a "petrol-head". I'm one of those people who see cars as a regrettable means of getting from A to B. What tipped me into buying a car was the arrival of a second child and unfortunate experiences on British Rail due to the depredations of the Thatcher years. Up to that point bicycles and public transport had served my needs. Now I use a car daily, and choose my model based principally on economy and reliability: I drive a Honda!
At this point, given my attitude to cars, you might be thinking, why the picture of the front end of an old Jaguar? Well, I've always been interested in design, and to a lesser extent, style (though I've no interest in fashion), and cars are the recipients of more styling than virtually any other manufactured object. Inevitably, with that amount of attention, some cars are going to have great styling, and sculptural qualities that can be appreciated in their own right. As I walked down a line of veteran and vintage vehicles on display in St Annes, Lancashire, I stopped at this Jaguar and admired the sensuous styling of the bonnet, radiator, light clusters and bumper. "Sculptural" is the only word to describe this delightful ensemble, and so I took my photograph of the best bit of the car.
For those who need to know, I believe this to be a Jaguar "S Type" 3.4 litre, manufactured between 1963 and 1968. If I'm wrong please correct me.
photograph & text (c) T. Boughen

3 comments:
Tony,
"S" Type is correct.
While I'm not a "gear-head" as we refer to "petrol heads" in the US, I've been in some facet of the automobile business for almost 37 years.
Thanks for the confirmation Bill.
Being in that line of work for so long you probably have some affinity with the "infernal combustion engine", but I guess that doesn't have to be so. I've come across folks who, for example, work with computers, but have no interest at all in them in their home life.
Your comment about motor v's being used to get from point A to B resonates with my old self. I had long felt that motor vehicles were a necessary evil in our troubled times. My ideal society would have been one in which I could walk to anyplace I really needed to be. That is what I thought until I bought a 1992 Mazda Miata MX-5 in 2004.
Of course, I still would like to be able to walk to anyplace I really needed to be. But I would like to drive my Miata everywhere else.
I warn you. Do not get one of those glorious little machines!
BTW I prefer to call it a Widgeon 7.
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