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, MGC conversations with Richard Mixture, February 2019
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MGs in the new year
presents while the big fat man was stick-
ing out through the sunroof waving. A
bit further on was a pair of red trousers
and black boots hanging below the can-
opy of a street tree. The residents of
Kangarilla were also very creative.
There was Santa hanging from a tree in
a parachute harness all decked out with
leather air helmet and goggles, another
one looked a little like Elvis playing a
guitar. In Mylor a trail bike had just run
into a large round hay bail which had a
pair of red trouser legs and boots stick-
ing out of it. And the list goes on. Our
German guests were highly amused as
they had not seen anything like it before,
but then they had not seen anything like
Hahndorf before either.
ell, Happy New Year! It’s Richard
here again for another year. Did
the big fat man in the red suit slide down
your chimney a couple of months ago?
Have you got a chimney and is it big
enough? Well, he came in the back
door at our place and left me a couple of
nice gifts that weren’t particularly big,
well not as big as a K3 anyway. He
must think that K3 is an Indian mountain
just across the valley from K2. It’s a bit
hard to shove one of those through the
back door! Err … that’s the MG not the
mountain. It would make a bit of a mess
and Mrs Mixture wouldn’t like that.
Anyway, the flat present was a 2019 MG
Calendar. I couldn’t wait until August for
the picture of the MGC came up, so I
guess it will have to be August all year
long. The other flat present was a little
smaller and a little thicker. It was an MG
book “MG Made in Abingdon, Echoes
from the Shop Floor” by Bob Frampton.
It looks like an interesting read with in-
terviews and stories from the Abingdon
employees. It’s nice to get useful pre-
sents and certainly much more practical
than a chocolate tea-pot.
That young whippersnapper who lives
over the fence was showing me his
Christmas pressie, it was a new com-
puter. He started telling me all about it
but the speed of the information part of
‘Information Technology’ seems to have
sped right passed me as I had no idea
about what he was describing to me. He
then gave me some advice. He said,
“Mr Mixture, never let a computer know
that you are in a hurry.”
Anyway, he showed the MGC Book
Face screen on his new computer. I
think he showed it to me before, but it
was very interesting. Once he showed
me how to scroll down I wouldn’t let him
have his Chrissie present back. It was
full of interesting photos with their little
stories. There were photos of MGCs at
car shows, in garages and with and with
out engines. There were MGC nuts and
bolts, stickers, reproduction bonnet ca-
bles and body panels with and without
rust. There were MGC steering wheels,
Talking about the big fat man in the red
suit, travelling through the Adelaide Hills
was entertaining. It almost seemed as if
some towns were vying to create the
most imaginative Santa in an Australian
context. I was driving toward Echunga
and there in the corner of the paddock
was Father Christmas in a red canoe
paddling down the slope. Then in Mead-
ows, there he was wearing a butcher’s
apron and holding out a string of sau-
sages, then around the corner was an
old Caprice with its boot open and full of
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