That was my mum and dad's first car. A red skoda S100. Though the paint had faded to a kind of matt dark orange by the time I was alive. I remember the front passenger seat would suddenly and randomly convert to the fully reclined position. And it mostly wouldn't start. I've added an album, some might call it rash, but there it is. Skodas. I have a dream of buying a red skoda s100 in new zealand at the start of summer and driving it all around the place, sleeping in a tent and eating corned beef and continental packet pasta - alfredo flavour - and lots of berries. And corn. Bought from the places that sell it at the side of the road and you put the money in a tip top ice cream container with a slot cut in the lid. It's a complicated dream I realise, but it's better than dreaming that the world is exactly the same, but flipped horizontally... I had that one once.
I remember a Skoda which had a very precocious backseat driver.
Posted by: Cushla | August 07, 2004 at 05:57 PM