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Peugeot 204 Cabriolet for sale

This 1967 Peugeot 204 Cabriolet offered for sale is probably the only road legal example of a 204 soft top in New Zealand and one of only half a dozen Peugeot 204s with live registration plates.

Its white paint exterior and black interior is paired with the old black plates.

Is in very good original condition and is mechanically sound, with a  four speed manual transmission and factory wheels and is a left hand drive.

It is warranted and licensed to February 2018, more details are available on Carjam

Call Lee 021 986 462


President’s July 2017 Ramble

This time last year we had a relatively dry winter; not this one. I don’t know how your grounds are, but mine are sodden, and we live on well draining volcanic soils. Between the rain and I suspect less sunshine, the first of our daffodils were about three weeks late coming out. However moaning, talking or anything else about the weather, no matter how much of a tradition in being an icebreaker in conversation, is not what this ramble is going to be about.

We are rapidly approaching the Bastille Day lunch (after I have written this – prior to you reading it), I look forward to having seen some of you there, we are due to be presented the Tricoleur Trophy for the first time in my presidency, which now is some 7 years in the making, that we will have held it. How many of us even remember what it looks like?!?

More importantly we have the AGM coming up almost immediately after the Bastille Day luncheon, we will make a point of bringing the Tricoleur Trophy to the AGM so that you can view it and refresh your memories on what it looks like! More importantly it is fair to say that some in the committee are getting a bit long in the tooth, grey in the hair and slow off the starting line, at least compared to their youthful selves.

The committee could do with some new blood in it, even if to do not much more than turn up and give us some new ideas or food for thought during the almost monthly meetings (we take January off). Even used blood would be good, by that I mean it doesn’t have to be too youthful, it is not a high stress job to be in the committee of this club, except maybe for the secretary.
Also can I request that as many of you as possible that can make the AGM please turn up, for three major reasons;

a) Without numbers at the AGM the club ceases to exist, so be present to support the club.
b) With the exception of Soo Land and Steve Cornwall (who resides up North) I believe (I haven’t checked) if you look at the attendance record for events over the last year that the top attendees will be the committee members before any other individual is recorded on that list. We as a committee like to think we are working for more than our own self-gratification in organising events we want to attend. Let us see a sign of support for the job we do by coming to the AGM.
c) A major part of the club is and should be relationships with those who support us. Please come and support SOUTHERN AUTOS who have kindly offered part of their premises for our purposes, i.e. the AGM. Whilst you are there have a look at what Peugeots they have to offer.

So when is the AGM?

Saturday 29th July,
2.00 p.m. to 4.30 p.m.ish

Southern Autos –
1 Bakerfield Place – Manukau

Over the last month I have had a couple of Rambles in this wonderful country of ours. The first of which was the shed visit to Te Aroha kindly organised by Citroen (the other club). I went to this with John Grant and my youngest daughter Jessica. Originally it was going to be just her and I and I had told here how we would be able to travel with windows down and sunroof open, weather permitting, we both enjoy the open air experience. However things changed. We gained John and the rules of engagement were modified. As Jessica was going to lose the front seat, the windows would likely be higher up, if not up and the sunroof closed, I was told in no uncertain terms that the car radio was to be on her station. John was duly told this condition of his stewardship of the passenger seat when we picked him up and off the three of us went with ZM providing the soundtrack, a radio station I suspect John’s ears rarely if ever have to process, but one that I am finding I am increasingly exposed to.

The day was sunny and beautiful in Auckland, however we met a wall of fog at the top of the Bombay Hills; a very thick wall where seeing more than 50m in any direction was exceptionally good vision at times. We followed State Highway 1 to Ohinewai and took the road to Tahuna. Just after passing Te Hoe the fog disappeared, again as a wall, there was no thinning out. We passed a farm house in fog, then some 50ish metres down the road the next was in brilliant sunshine. Neighbours whom would have had totally different experiences of the day, yet so close together!

Jessica couldn’t wait to get to Te Aroha and requested somewhere to stop to get a bite. On the route we were taking, short of stopping at a stranger’s door and asking for food, options were few – well only one option actually, and that was the G.A.S. station in Tahuna. I stopped there to get her a pie with every intention to not do the same for me. They stocked the Oxford brand of pies, which I have seen a number of times in various petrol stations, supermarkets and the like when travelling through the Waikato and neighbouring regions. I had always thought they must be a business from Tirau, simply because the colonial ancestors some of us have, once named Tirau, Oxford (to nicely match Cambridge a little further north up State Highway 1), hence you get a few businesses and landmarks there such as the Oxford Buildings (1922), the Oxford Gallery, the Oxford Cafe and others. The name was changed in 1896 to Tirau – which is a Maori name referring to it being a place of many Cabbage Trees – hence you also get businesses there such as the Cabbage Tree Cafe and the fine corrugated steel artwork outside Tirau Primary School of cabbage trees.

However I have digressed, or should I say rambled, off topic. A little research, i.e. the Oxford Pies website has revealed it is actually a Hamilton based business that began in 1977 in Oxford Street, hence the name. It is no longer in Oxford Street but the name remains the same. Anyway I purchased for Jessica a mince and cheese pie, which she thoroughly loved, and no wonder as I have now found out that they frequently have been medal winners since 2008 in the wholesale/commercial bakery division of the pie awards – though only with that flavour. I however, despite best intentions, could not resist buying a pie for myself – I know – you are all gasping in surprise as you read this. In my defence it was a flavour I had never seen before -‘Magic Meatballs’, so purely for scientific reasons I felt compelled to purchase one and here are the very non-independent tasting results – they nailed it in flavour, but could have had a couple more meatballs. The sauce was straight out of Italy, exactly what you would expect with a top spaghetti and meatball dish.

After carrying on we got to Te Aroha, where we saw a few more of our members (as well as those of the other club) and an excellent collection of automobiles. Frankly it was one of the strangest collections of cars I have seen, and I say this in an admiring way, they had vehicles sourced from the USA, Japan, the U.K., Italy and France. They ranged in age from a 1936 Packard through to a 2010 Nissan 370Z. It is so unusual to come across a collection of vehicles that does not come under a theme, whether it be micro cars, country of origin, a specific brand or cars of a limited time period, yet this collection worked. From the small to average right through to the very large automobile. It was a wonderful collection that I think catered for all the automobile enthusiasts.

Other Rambles I have had include a rapid weekend away with my father, Tom, to watch the Lions vs All Blacks game at the Cake Tin (Westpac Stadium) in Wellington. I was fortunate enough to win tickets for us through a promotion in the New Zealand Herald in association with Jockey underwear. We chose to drive to the game, the main motivating factor being since we had won these tickets we wanted to make sure of making the game, especially with the amount of fogged in flights cancelled mornings there have been in both Auckland and Wellington over the last month. Another factor is that we are both road trip type of people – appropriate for car club members really – which was then sweetened by the fact it was cheaper to pay for fuel etc than for the both of us to fly. Naturally I also had an ulterior motive, that being that Kihikihi is on the route between Auckland and Wellington and therefore we would just have to stop at Viands bakery for a bite, but I will get back to that later.

Tom and I have been attending Eden Park together since I was 5 months old, we have also been to Pukekohe, Onewa Domain, Albany, Hamilton and Whangarei for games, some for the National team, others for The Blues and others still to support Auckland. We have both been to Wellington and the Cake Tin before, but never together, Tom going with my mother to the Wellington Sevens, whereas I had been for a Wellington Phoenix football game with my sister, my family and the in-laws. With all the years that I have attended large sporting events I had never been to a game with an atmosphere like it. In part it had to do with what the Lions fans bought with them, but it wasn’t all of it. I think the design of the stadium is simply brilliant for a more or less full crowd (the crowd was far from full when I attended the Phoenix game). I am guessing about 50% to 67% of the crowd has a tin roof over their heads, higher percentage than I imagine is available at any other stadium in New Zealand including the Forsyth Bar Stadium in Dunedin, which will have something other than tin above. Nothing amplifies like a tin roof, the crowd atmosphere was electric; simply has to be experienced to believe it.

Then last night I went to Eden Park for the final test, again unbelievable! The loudest I have ever had it there, louder than Wellington, I suspect however that was simply because both teams and both lots of supporters were putting it all on the line. I am sure that if it had been in Wellington it would have been something else again.

Now for the promised pie review, we left Auckland at 6.30 am, carefully planned to arrive in Kihikihi for breakfast. Now I haven’t been for breakfast before and somehow my normal pie choice of braised oxtail in red wine followed by a fruit pie to chase it down just didn’t seem right at 8.15 in the morning. I needed a breakfast pie. And I am pleased to report that the Viands Bakery creamy mushroom and bacon pie hit the spot perfectly, accompanied by a mochaccino to get that delicate coffee with chocolate flavour. Never, whether in a pie or as an accompaniment to a main dish in a restaurant have I tasted such beautifully creamed mushrooms, which in turn complimented the bacon exquisitely. I also purchased one of the famed dessert pies, which however travelled to Whanganui before it was consumed. I was one happy camper.

On the return trip we had a couple of things to do, including inspecting a property for an out of towner who was getting it renovated, so it was 9am before we left Wellington, without breakfast. Tom suggested we stop in Foxton and check out a stop he had used a few times in the 1980s when he had some deliveries to do for his work between Auckland and Wellington. I went with him on one of these trips in 1983, it was the first time I had been to Wellington, my parents were letting me have a couple of days off school and I had been looking forward to experiencing the wind, it was to be a real highlight. However it wasn’t to be. Wellington put on a still lifeless wind day for my first visit. The power of the wind however still made a huge impression as it was the first time that I recollect ever seeing so many trees all bent and wrapped the same way whilst there was no wind. I also remember clearly parts of the trip, the route that SH1 used to take near Taupo, enjoying Dad’s company and that we stopped at a diner and I was allowed a milkshake. I couldn’t have told you where it was other than north of Wellington but this must have been it. Dad reckons it was the spot he always stopped.

I don’t know if it is trading under the same name now as it was then, I suspect it isn’t. It is nothing flash to look at, but boy am I glad we stopped for breakfast there. It was more a late breakfast/early lunch experience, somewhere around 11am, so I was more than ready for food. The diner is now called Sam’s Bakery and Cafe, it is on the left hand side of the main road as you drive south through Foxton, big carpark for the size of the building which is painted in a hue of bright red. Anyway to get to the guts of the matter, I ordered a Lamb and Kumara pie, I have to say that although there wasn’t enough Kumara in it, I can say without a doubt in my mind it was the best gravy I had ever tasted in a less than $5 pie. Rich, dark and handsome, complimented the lamb magnificently.

Anyway, time for me to stop, I could mention some of the other things I have seen and done recently, but I know the editor wants the space and I think I have overdone it,

See you at the AGM.
Brent. 

Wanted Peugeot 404 Sedan 1962 or later

I’m on the lookout for a Peugeot 404 sedan, 1962 or later, manual. Preferably white with red upholstery, but others considered.

Feel free to contact Paul benignus@gmail.com

Thanks,
Paul

President’s Ramble – March 2017

We are getting to the business end of the month, Gymkhana with Citroen and events with Wellington. Again I will just leave in from other months bits relevant to those events; other events in the meantime have come and gone.
In November we triumphed over the other club, earning more points and for once maybe we have got a hand on the Tricolour Trophy. To ensure that we as a Club do earn it we need to turn up to the Gymkhana that Citroen will be hosting. In my years as President we haven’t won the tricolour yet, something I would dearly like to change. This year Citroen have asked to defer the Gymkhana till March instead of the traditional February. Therefore I would ask that all of you, and I do mean all of you, please try and make yourself available for
March 19 2017.
Put it in your calendar now!
As well as having the competitive juices flowing against that other Club, I also have them flowing against our fellow Peugeot brethren. Behind the scenes the committee, Nick Watson and I have been arranging when to host the biennial interclub get together with Wellington Peugeot. It has been decided through various processes of elimination to hold it in Taumarunui, starting Friday 24 March, though this will be mostly a travel day and get together for a social dinner (at the RSA), through to March 26. So apply for your annual leave if you have to, and come join us down the main trunk line. Those dates being
March 24 to 26, 2017.
Behind the committees back Nick and I have been scheming about events, it looks probable (but all subject to change) that there will be a show and shine, a navigation trial and a gymkhana. I have already checked, Jessica wants to come away with me (but is now having second thoughts) and defend our Navigation title. I dare not disappoint. So far under my presidency we have not lost the interclub trophy to Wellington, but it hasn’t always been that way. Do come along and join.
In the meantime almost unusually I have few thoughts and inspiration on how to carry this Ramble on. All I can come up with is that a small group of us turned up to the club night, I was stuffed after a 12 hour day out in the sun and recall little of it except a couple of cups of coffee, and that Martin bought some lovely mince tarts that we shared. Other than that I recollect that we arranged ourselves in a circle and talked a lot, what about I have no idea, except that John Cooney’s lovely 406 coupe had been reversed into by a rather large Mazda 4wd in Milford; but I am sure that wasn’t everything, maybe someone else will write about it in this magazine edition.
Yesterday (as I write this) Don and I, with the assistance of Wynne displayed cars at the British and European Car Show, and were also joined by Peter Hagglund for quite some time – though not with a car. Peter showed us some very interesting photos of his 206 engine, in various states of being pulled apart. They were great photos of an engine that has been pulled apart and cleaned very well indeed. It was a wonderful day, it is a car show with a unique feel too it. There is no entry fee and people can wander between the cars, trees, a few food stands at their leisure. I have never previously seen so many Jaguars, MGs, Vauxhalls or Mercedes in one location before. Other makes were also well represented, and some (Lancia and Fiat for example) were notable for their absence. Some were present but had fewer than our three on display! We had a number of people look at our cars, I noticed they seemed to be attracted to my 505 V6 and Don’s 406 Coupe more so than the red 306 Cabriolet. An occasional person stopped and made enquiries with us, others were content with calling over family members and saying I used to have one of those (rather than engaging with us). On the way home I was stopped at lights next to an MGA driver that had also attended, and we had a brief natter. He commented that he thought it was a better show than the Ellerslie Concours, and although I didn’t go this year, I think when I look back at the ones I have been to, I might just agree with him.
It was also good to catch up with some of our friends at Citroen, they had I’m guessing about a dozen vehicles present. It would be good if we could have more next year. This was truly a relaxed gentle and pleasing day out. Those of you who know me, know my car is far from perfect, though I did spend a few hours cleaning it the day before – the car just about fell apart at the shock of it – and mine wasn’t the only car that was less than pristine. In fact I suspect that the other club’s President – Kevin – bought along the car with the most aftermarket customization of any there (dents), and that to me is what it should be all about. The good, the bad and the ugly, because that is what being a car club member is all about. You enjoy your car and the make. It doesn’t matter if it is better than show room; modified to be a racer or a show pony; as it left the factory, or full of dents, rips and peeling paint; is used as a work vehicle forever carting trailers or whatever. It is the fact that it goes, you love it for whatever the purpose you have it for and you participate in the club community.
That is what it is all about to me, and this event, in my opinion at least, allows you to enjoy and display that vehicle with all of its shiny bits and blemishes alike (mine certainly has both).
I truly hope to see you at the remaining events this month. Remember to get hold of Nick, as he has managed to get accommodation discounts for us.

Cheers,
Brent

PUG MI Personalised Plate For Sale

FOR SALE

Personalised plate : PUG MI

This is a Euro Blue Peugeot plate, 520mm x 112mm; which is “on-hold” to the present owner,

and has not been manufactured. It is fully paid-for including manufacturing etc.

Title to it would be transferred to the buyer who could then have it made.

Selling on behalf of a family member who is now living overseas.

Offers invited – tel Peter at 09 521 4644 or email peter@sigma.co.nz


President’s Ramble – November 2016

Every now and then I pick up one of my old motoring magazines just to re-read or occasionally read for the first time – (I didn’t always have time to read them properly when new). Most of them are New Zealand Classic Car Magazine, a magazine that I once subscribed to by way of an annual Christmas gift subscription. That is until one year it simply didn’t get renewed. I have since found out this is because my good wife, Mandy, had come to the realisation that I was a hoarder and didn’t/wouldn’t throw anything out.

The fact that I am now able to write to you about this is the required “proof of the pudding.” One thing that I often thought was a downfall of New Zealand Classic Car, was its editing/proofing whether it be in the text or occasionally with wrong captions beneath photos. The example I am going to write to you about again is another case of “proof of the pudding.”

The July 2002 issue of the magazine has an excellent article about the Peugeot GTI family of that time. This is a lengthy article and a number of fabulous photos comparing and briefly road testing the following rather delectable bevy of Peugeots: 306GTi-6, a Targa-spec 205 GTi (1.9), 205 GTi (1.6), 106 Rallye. 205 CTi (owned by our own Don and Wynne Howarth at the time) and a new 206Gti.

Classic Car Magazine had a number of side-box mini-stories associated with the main article. One section of this is about The Rally Successes Peugeot has had. All starts well with mention of the 203 and its success in the Redex Trials in Australia, the achievements of the 404 and 504 in Africa, Australia and South America, but once it gets into the 1980s things go downhill.

I will make the corrections I picked up in brackets.

In 1986, with the 206 T16 Evo 2 (205) won the second successive WRC for the marque………
Peugeot then concentrated on the futuristic 905 V10 sports racing car, which won Le Mans and the World Sports Car title in ’82 (1992) and in 1983 (1993) claimed first, second and third at Le Mans…….
Midway through 1999 the 205 WRC (206) debuted, showing promising form in the hands of Grunholm (Gronholm) and Auriol. Grunholm (Gronholm) went on to blitz WRC in 2000, including a win here in New Zealand.

New Zealand Classic Car Magazine however is not the only one guilty of spelling Marcus’ surname incorrectly. I have a lovely model put out by Saico of the 206 Marcus drove in the 2001 Rallye de Monte Carlo. Gronholm is spelt correctly on the car; however on the display base it is spelt Groholm!

Time to leave that behind and take pride in our Marque. Coming up we have the Navigation Trial with Citroen. Let’s see if we can beat them for a change. In recent years they have won simply by having the numbers, and on occasion the skill as well. Please try and attend this one. It would be good if you can come and make up the numbers. Maybe we can beat them with skill alone, numbers being equal.

Remember – November 20, meet at the Autobahn on the Southern Motorway (Drury) at 1pm, bring pen and/or pencil and I will see you there.

 Brent 

PRESIDENT’S August 2016 RAMBLE

I have not spoken to the editor about how much she wants from me, however I am aware we have just had the AGM, so there will be reports from that and these will take up a few pages. I am also aware that Don has more test drive reports and these will also take up some space so I am assuming I need to make this one shorter. I am going to just type and see what rambles through my mind, time will tell if it is short, or not!
In our immediate sights we should be looking at the Fish and Chip drive to Kaiaua, a good excuse just to get out of the house and drive your Peugeot, or any other vehicle you wish to bring along, either meet us at the “Autobahn” stop just south of Papakura or meet us there. When? 11.30 Saturday September 10.
I know that Don said at the AGM that he would get hold of Nick, after we all discussed it and voted unanimously for it to happen, and see if he would organise the inter-club with Wellington early next year. Well I have pre-empted it, couldn’t help myself, Nick Watson has said yes, so the wheels are rolling, watch this space for further detail as we head towards the end of the year. In my opinion the last one Nick organised was the best interclub I have attended, and by that I take nothing away from those that have been held in Taranaki before and since which were excellent as well as. Looking forward to Taumarunui or some nearby location that Nick will no doubt be organising.
This time last year I was writing about my first driving and pedestrian ‘adventures’ in Sicily. I reread my Ramble for inspiration. It has brought back some very fond memories and can only reiterate that the driving in Sicily is mad, and yet despite this, or maybe even partly because of it, I would return to Sicily at a drop of a hat, it was my favourite location in Europe. Since finishing my work, at least for now, in the Bay of Plenty, I have not left Auckland. I have been no further West than New Lynn, no further North than Okura, no further East than Botany Downs, and no further South than Manukau, so relatively confined. Therefore very little rambling to note.
My parents have recently been overseas and bought back a mix of newspapers from Europe, the Middle East and Australia, these I have let my eyes and mind ramble over instead. I can report the following;
The New York Times international edition is very grey, little colour used and has very few advertisements – I am guessing largely due to the fact it has an international distribution that doesn’t match a lot of companies markets.
The Middle Eastern newspapers, (I have more than one of them) are the most colourful and are printed on a thin glossy paper type. I suspect not as durable as ordinary newspapers if the pages are turned quickly. Some have glossy outside pages with inner pages of ordinary newsprint quality, but still very coloured. The middle- eastern version of the FTWeekend has a strange almost pink aura to the newsprint.
The Italian papers they bought back have to be most colourful papers I have ever seen; pictures often take up more than the text, and the text on some articles has coloured backgrounds, often starting with a relatively dark background at the top of the article (in colours such as green, orange or blue) which fade to the background paper colour by the bottom of the article.
The Times from England was of a small format, many pages and lots of colour, but all dull colour or subdued, no glossiness at all. Although in different languages the Dutch and Australian papers seemed very alike, lots of colour, lots of sport but plenty of other articles too. Somehow they use the same quality newsprint as the Times of England, but their papers seem glossier and brighter. Not sure whether it was because they print their photos in a brighter format or whether they simply have more bright colours in their photos and adverts.

Of interest to those of us not used to the culture of Muslim counties I noted that many of the advertisers, especially in the Gulf News of Dubai, advertise Ramadan specials, though often without mentioning Ramadan itself. They are more subtly worded, talking about “the season” or “the celebration.” Not quite like our blatant Christmas and New Years sales.
Of greatest interest to us Peugeot Club members was what Peugeot in Dubai is offering. They were advertising for the 208, 308, 301 and 508 and a limited time offer for “Generosity that lasts beyond the season” of a 5 year or 1 million(!) km warranty, 3 years/60000km free maintenance, free window tinting, free insurance and free registration.
The next best I could find was 150,000km being offered by KIA.
Right, that’s it.
Brent
PS Your $45 subs are now due.

PRESIDENT’S July RAMBLE

I am tired, not having slept well about 50% of the time over the last couple of weeks. This has been further complicated by the work I have been undertaking inland from Paengaroa, having been working there on and off since April.This work finished this last week and I am feeling like I am more than ready for a few weeks at home. Must say it has been an incredible winter with regards to the rainfall and the ability for my outside job not to get shut down. After many many days in the Bay of Plenty sun I have pronounced sock tan lines. A couple of weekends back, one lady asked where I had been on holiday.

What can I tell you? – there is at least one Peugeot in Paengaroa, a 405 that appears to be in excellent condition. Others were spotted but I am unsure if they belonged there or were simply passing through on the state highway.There is a disparately high number of utes, though I think that is common in small town NZ, and the population is made up of a league of nations, fruit pickers from all of the Pacific islands being common, at least at the time of the year I was present. I can also highly recommend “The Trading Post”, a great restaurant with an excellent Crispy Duck Salad amongst many other fantastic meals on the menu, with dishes going on and off the menu once or twice a week. Favourites of mine also included what is the best seafood broth three of us agreed we had ever tasted – and I also was very keen on the crème brulee. The restaurant is so popular that people travel from throughout the BOP and it isn’t unusual for Paul (the owner) to turn away 25 to 40 people on Friday and Saturday nights. If in the area, I highly recommend it, but make sure you book! Tuesdays to Saturdays opening only.

Whilst I have been away, Don has had some serious play, getting to test drive, compliments of Sime Darby, the new 308 GT and 308 GTI – the diesel and petrol hot rods in the Peugeot garage. I was fortunate enough that Don brought the GTI around for me to get a gander at it and a brief urban test drive. All I can say is that I have never driven a car that performs like that, – and that was before Don shifted it into Dynamic Mode that lets loose all of the car’s power. It is a beautiful machine; practical with its 4 doors, comfortable and runs like a skinny hogget. You simply are not going to catch it. I do wonder if the law enforcement agencies – or possibly the manufacturers of speed cameras – helped fund its development. I have never driven a car that is so focused on performance that it can only be designed to lose your license in it! The car is effortless in reaching the speed limit, and I found that if I did make an effort the car accelerated quicker than I could change the gears, something I have never had the difficulty of doing before. I am sure given ownership, or simply just enough time, it could be mastered.

We are rapidly approaching the Bastille Day dinner (after I have written this – prior to you reading it), I look forward to having seen some of you there. Then comes our AGM at the Sime Darby quarters in Mt Wellington- Penrose. I encourage as many of you as possible to make it. Without numbers at the AGM the club ceases to exist. Some new blood in the Committee wouldn’t go out of place either.

Brent. 

President’s Ramble – June 2016

Currently I am largely working outside Auckland yet again, spending most of my weeks at the Junction Motel in Paengaroa. What it means is that again I am tired, doing a lot of travelling and having rather short weekends in Auckland, this is scheduled to carry on till mid-July, in the meantime others are doing my car club work load, the Ramble excepted.

Maybe because I have been working so much, or maybe because I haven’t seen much other than Paengaroa and rural Waikato roads (and many of those are night views only), or maybe just because I actually don’t have much to say I think this will be a shorter Ramble than usual.

What you need to know is that the AGM is coming up – and the Don Howarth has been hard at work arranging a different location. This is what you need to know!

The AGM is to be held at the Peugeot Distributors –
Sime Darby at 2pm on the afternoon of Saturday 30 July
32 Vestey Drive
Mt Wellington
Auckland, NZ
As I type this the final arrangements for timings are yet to be made, but never the less it will be good to have this contact with the distributor. It is my understanding that they will have a video by the Peugeot Group (PSA) showing the highlights of the 2015 year. So come along and have a peek at the distributors. It will be good to see you there and contribute to the AGM, which when you cut to the mustard is the only important meeting for the club each year. Our constitution and survival as an incorporated society depend on it.
On my personal front; had the 505 V6 for a year this month, and have taken it for its second warrant under my ownership. 2nd time lucky – passed it first pop this time, though with a warning about getting low on rubber in the rear. Nevertheless it was a sense of both relief and achievement to get the warrant without repairs required.
That is all I really have to say. If you haven’t already, get your trophies into the committee so that the new caretakers of them can enjoy having their names engraved on them,
Brent.

President’s April Ramble

This time last year you had a vice-president’s ramble, as my family and I were away vacationing in Europe. Somehow the world seemed a safer place a year ago with fewer refugees. In our euro-centric world view, at least as predominantly presented to most NZers by both traditional media and social media, what has been happening in Europe has caused quite an outcry. The reality is though that even greater atrocities with higher death tolls have been happening in Turkey and Pakistan recently. I suspect many of the everyday killings in Pakistan don’t even make our media forms, but I have no proof of that suspicion and have no intention to follow it up with research.

I will not claim to understand what is behind many of these killings. I think it is probably more than religion, especially in Turkey, as some of the killings at least appear to be related to the Kurdish liberation movements rather than ISIS origins, and that is the point where I am lost for words. All I want to say is that I think freedom of travel and freedom to express our thoughts should be the right of all. I believe mass murders, war crimes, bombings and other doings have been common place in most if not all peoples’ histories. Even NZ has not been immune. Our soldiers committed war crimes against the village of Surafend in Palestine immediately after World War 1. Reports vary, but it appears some 200 troops, mostly NZers and a few Australians murdered between 40 and 120 Palestinian men (reports vary on casualties) because a New Zealand soldier had been shot whilst pursuing a thief. Remember that the government in South Africa as well as the freedom fighters both at times killed without mercy. The same happened too to many of the losers in battle in Medieval times; sometimes only the prisoners with ransom value were safe. The IRA was guilty of many disappearances and bombings in Northern Ireland and Britain, but equally the British troops had their own uncalled for shooting sprees. Where I am going with this I am not sure except to say that over time many of these things have healed, the situations settled down and once -warring people have started to live in harmony again. I just hope that many of the world’s current political/religious/humanitarian problems can be sorted sooner rather than later and we can go back to being able to tour the world again without fear – other than that of the common thieves and occasional murderers who likely will always exist in society.

It was never my intention to get onto the above subject, it only came about because I reflected on where I was a year ago, thinking it might add some inspiration into this month’s ramble. I had already decided on a couple or so of things to write about and was looking for a little inspiration on others.

Firstly I have had a pre-ramble chat to the editor. Dennis Lowe has provided an article – that I believe will be published in two parts over the coming months – so thank you Dennis for taking my hints and providing your writing skills and accounts of your experiences.

Secondly Nick Watson has fathered a beautiful baby girl – Lucy. Heartfelt congratulations to you and Wendy.

Thirdly I have decided last month’s magazine didn’t say enough about the Gymkhana. It gave results and an idea of who turned up but little more. Greg and I were first on the scene setting out the courses that Greg’s fruitful mind had conceived. Not long after we were followed by Don who set out flags etc to reassure those who hadn’t previously been to John and Wendy’s farm, where to go. Greg had us all doing slaloms, forward and reverse, throwing articles at a centre stake from our cars, doing goodness knows what manoeuvres with dropping balls into buckets and finally doing an egg and spoon type rave complete with mini speed humps.

The day was sunny – but not too hot. Many arrived, some competed; others sat under our club tent and chatted, took photographs and maybe even watched some competitors. A few of ours came from up north, two in one car, one in a Fiat. David Holmes, I am pleased to say, decided to turn up just to earn the club points and watch – and ended up working as a marshal.

I ended up marshalling the slalom, ran the stop watches, had a course long enough to take a few photos and made a few observations and have come up with the following awards.

Taking my traditional title of The Driver that Created the Most Dust – Neale Batchelor in his Fiat. In the Citroen magazine Paul Absolum referred to Neale as ploughing the field.

The Most Frustrated at Road Works Award goes to Robert Morgan who hit so many of the road cones it must have been a revenge act.

The Julie Andrews Sound of Music Award – because it seemed nothing could faze him goes to Martin Burton. He seemed to happily cruise through all of the events.

The He Should Have Been a 3rd World Dictator Award to Greg Winkley who was by far the strictest of the marshals, “do it his way or the highway!”

The Brought to You by the Sponsors Product Award goes to Paul Absolum who somehow had his 2CV staying upright = yet looked like he or it had had a tipple with the lean he got it on in some of the corners.

The Bell Puller Award (aka the Hunchback of Notre Dame) is given to David Holmes who spent a lot of time bent over bending his back to measure accurate and inaccurate object throwing.

The Just Has My Admiration Award goes to David Jones whom I thought drove his long and bloated CX ambulance brilliantly in reverse at a fine mettle of speed. Having competed in a 505 wagon in the past, I know how difficult it can be to drive long wheel base vehicles at speed – especially in reverse. David it did it well and came home as the first member for the Citroen Club. Well deserved.

The Mother Teresa Award for Humility was won by Shayne Mathieson who put up with a lot of comments and redrafts based upon various scenarios of her publication of the results spreadsheets. All apparently without too many expletives being aimed at the email writers (mostly me).

And lastly the Dai Henwood Award For Comedy I’ll give to myself, as I quite like the humour I have put into the Gymkhana awards. 

Others deserved awards and mention too, but I have said enough, thank you to all whom participated and attended. Hope you are chuckling, despite my serious start to the ramble.

Brent. 
PS Paul Paice talking to us at Southern Autos.