I
had been thinking of selling Harvey through lack of use (less
than 10,000 miles), when my daughter requested we use him as
her wedding car on 10th June 2006. We all tried to persuade
her about the practicalities, the drive from our Looe house
to Boconnoc being some 12 miles but, as usual, Jane dug in.
It actually
worked quite well. Flowers behind the seat, shoe horned the
bride in to the car, waved to the onlookers and away, but running
late. Only 50 yards and a crowd in road. By chance the guests
from another wedding had just poured from the local church.
They see Harvey, add 2+2, and get . . and a huge cheer went
up, lots of waves and Harvey sounded his horn amidst cries of
‘good luck’.
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Another
50 yards and a pit stop to put the hood up. Got to preserve
the bride’s hair. That aircon proved really useful on a
hot day. We were now very late but could not rush because of
the ribbons. Climbed out of Looe, on to the B road leading to
Boconnoc and made steady progress - until we met the queue behind
the tractor. Progress down to 15mph, no chance of overtaking
on Cornish lanes and no sign of the farmer turning off. Eventually
he did but only when we were unacceptably late. A quick discussion
and a decision. Foot down, shame about the ribbons.
The
picture shows our arrival at the church with rather sad ribbons
after another pit stop to put the hood down. It was a great
day and Harvey revelled in his role and with all the attention
he received. |
Jane and her father Granville arriving at the church in his
RV8 ("Harvey"). (Photo: Granville Healey)