Ours was supposed to be our '56 Austin A35, bought after browsing ebay after too many glasses of vino rouge . We thought it was destined to be as it's number plate even contains our initials.
Fate as it happened thought differently and after that came back from the blasters resembling swiss cheese, and despite best efforts, time just ran out while trying to get everything ready as well as plan and organise a wedding as we did everything ourselves asides the ceremony part. Frustratingly, everything was/is still ready asides having a shell to be able to put it on - I have the powdercoated wheels in my home office still, the brand new rebuilt engine is in our dining room and the (then) newly recovered red leather seats/interior panels are in the loft. We've not given up and it will be finished one day.
So what did we use instead? As it happens it ended up being the first car restored by my other half as semi-therapy while she was recovering from a head injury sustained not long after we got together (it was the running joke as to why it took me six years before I proposed - my argument was she could only remember three!). She worked on everything from the engine to the bodywork/paint while unable to work for long periods. Great car which she eventually sold for a very good price that reflected what she achieved.
Fate as it happened thought differently and after that came back from the blasters resembling swiss cheese, and despite best efforts, time just ran out while trying to get everything ready as well as plan and organise a wedding as we did everything ourselves asides the ceremony part. Frustratingly, everything was/is still ready asides having a shell to be able to put it on - I have the powdercoated wheels in my home office still, the brand new rebuilt engine is in our dining room and the (then) newly recovered red leather seats/interior panels are in the loft. We've not given up and it will be finished one day.
So what did we use instead? As it happens it ended up being the first car restored by my other half as semi-therapy while she was recovering from a head injury sustained not long after we got together (it was the running joke as to why it took me six years before I proposed - my argument was she could only remember three!). She worked on everything from the engine to the bodywork/paint while unable to work for long periods. Great car which she eventually sold for a very good price that reflected what she achieved.