1957 Purdon Caravan: Facelift by HALPS
Nov 6, 2016 16:40:52 GMT 10
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Post by halps on Nov 6, 2016 16:40:52 GMT 10
Dear Vintage Vanners, It has been some time since I have posted on this site apart from grabbing the odd annexe from time to time. Not that many would be interested, but I was preoccupied with commitments on the homefront, out in the Indian and Pacific Oceans and a major renovation of our home. So after a purchase of a van from Reddo over two years ago, it is now time to get stuck in and complete some work.
I have had the pleasure of purchasing two vans from Reddo. This one will be familiar to many of you as it was previously owned by the 'Strugglebrook' (featured on this forum).
For some it was called the "Domino's Van"...but for the life of me I can't understand why?
The van itself had some water damage inside, which is to be expected for a van of nearly 60 years old.
Structurally the van had good bones and the bones that had some signs of dry rot would be pretty easy to fix.
To those that have followed my previous facelift of a Capricorn Van would know that I have a love of old VW Kombis and the thought that this was a single-skinned, little 10f Purdon would be easy towing for my Kombi.
The VW Kombi above is not my Kombi. I wish it was. Later in this thread I'll explore my Kombi in more detail because it has an interesting link to the little Purdon.
After the deal was struck with Reddo I borrowed my boss' work car and drove down to make the exchange at Kempsey NSW. Reddo very generously offered to meet me there saving some 4-6 hours of driving for me from Brisbane. I left Brisbane at 2:00am in the morning and set my sights on having breakfast at Coffs Harbour. I stopped at a local coffee shop in Coffs and loaded up with coffee and then returned to the main road to make my way out of the town. It was slightly drizzling at the time and I slowed to stop at a set of traffic lights. Do you ever get that feeling when you are sitting at a set of lights at the bottom of a hill...you glance in the rear vision mirror and notice that a car just doesn't seem to be slowing down?
BANG!
I'm not sure whether it was the fact that I attempted to accelerate to the shoulder, the impact/crumple design of the Holden or the combination of both, but the damage from the young female driver didn't look that bad. She had smacked into me from behind, pushed me out into the intersection and by the grace of God...no other traffic was coming. The young girl was on her way to Sydney from Brisbane to buy a dog washing business. My boss' tow bar had gone through her radiator. It was a disaster! Not because her radiator was damaged, but because the carton of beer that I had for Reddo was in the boot. Luckily it was intact, but I didn't want to risk popping the boot for fear of not being able to close it later. "What about dropping the rear seats?" I hear you ask. I thought about that, but the impact must have compressed some aspect of the upper boot lid and the seat drop-down catches wouldn't pull up. Details were exchanged. She cried. I felt like crying because it was my boss' car, but we were all uninjured. That is a lot to be thankful for.
Reddo again with his generous spirit assisted me by hitching the van and I made my long way back to Brisbane and then onto Ipswich (where I am currently working). The van was tucked-up into a large shed for the night. The following day we began the task of sanding some of the many layers of paint off. It was so therapudic for the first 30 minutes. A great sense of achievement washed over us...and then it was just crap. Who am I kidding.
More to follow shortly...
HALPS: Brisbane
I have had the pleasure of purchasing two vans from Reddo. This one will be familiar to many of you as it was previously owned by the 'Strugglebrook' (featured on this forum).
For some it was called the "Domino's Van"...but for the life of me I can't understand why?
The van itself had some water damage inside, which is to be expected for a van of nearly 60 years old.
Structurally the van had good bones and the bones that had some signs of dry rot would be pretty easy to fix.
To those that have followed my previous facelift of a Capricorn Van would know that I have a love of old VW Kombis and the thought that this was a single-skinned, little 10f Purdon would be easy towing for my Kombi.
The VW Kombi above is not my Kombi. I wish it was. Later in this thread I'll explore my Kombi in more detail because it has an interesting link to the little Purdon.
After the deal was struck with Reddo I borrowed my boss' work car and drove down to make the exchange at Kempsey NSW. Reddo very generously offered to meet me there saving some 4-6 hours of driving for me from Brisbane. I left Brisbane at 2:00am in the morning and set my sights on having breakfast at Coffs Harbour. I stopped at a local coffee shop in Coffs and loaded up with coffee and then returned to the main road to make my way out of the town. It was slightly drizzling at the time and I slowed to stop at a set of traffic lights. Do you ever get that feeling when you are sitting at a set of lights at the bottom of a hill...you glance in the rear vision mirror and notice that a car just doesn't seem to be slowing down?
BANG!
I'm not sure whether it was the fact that I attempted to accelerate to the shoulder, the impact/crumple design of the Holden or the combination of both, but the damage from the young female driver didn't look that bad. She had smacked into me from behind, pushed me out into the intersection and by the grace of God...no other traffic was coming. The young girl was on her way to Sydney from Brisbane to buy a dog washing business. My boss' tow bar had gone through her radiator. It was a disaster! Not because her radiator was damaged, but because the carton of beer that I had for Reddo was in the boot. Luckily it was intact, but I didn't want to risk popping the boot for fear of not being able to close it later. "What about dropping the rear seats?" I hear you ask. I thought about that, but the impact must have compressed some aspect of the upper boot lid and the seat drop-down catches wouldn't pull up. Details were exchanged. She cried. I felt like crying because it was my boss' car, but we were all uninjured. That is a lot to be thankful for.
Reddo again with his generous spirit assisted me by hitching the van and I made my long way back to Brisbane and then onto Ipswich (where I am currently working). The van was tucked-up into a large shed for the night. The following day we began the task of sanding some of the many layers of paint off. It was so therapudic for the first 30 minutes. A great sense of achievement washed over us...and then it was just crap. Who am I kidding.
More to follow shortly...
HALPS: Brisbane