THE Land Rover newsletter about a geriatric Land Rover Series III called Dorothy and her stablemates

I love a bit of night driving. Doesn’t have to be green lanes or some remote mountain somewhere (although, given the opportunity it’d be rude not to) I quite often jump in the motor, of an evening, and go for a mooch around country lanes. Gives me space to think. And the roads are far

Good ol’ Lucky (my D2 Td5). He’s been constantly dishing out little pressie’s since I got him earlier this year. Like the burst brake pipe (getting home with one wheel braking was, uh, exciting) Like Victoria Falls gushing over the dash every time the heavens opened. And also like the weird beam pattern on the

If you’d have asked me what name my Land Rover Series 3 would adopt, I doubt that ‘Dorothy’ would’ve been high on the list. It’s not the sort of name you’d expect for a near-50 year old diesel-chugging Land Rover. But somehow she assumed ‘Dorothy’ and it’s stuck ever since. Aside: she’s actually named after

It’s that one day of the year my postie hates me. I watch them struggling up the drive, sacks of post slung over each shoulder, as I’m chewing on my weetabix and slurping a steaming mug of coffee. It takes a few hours to go through all the love letters dumped through my letterbox. The

As summer’s poking it’s head around the corner, and the temperature’s creeping up, a spot of fair-weather green laning’s on the horizon. It’s not that we don’t like playing in the dirt and mud, it’s just we prefer sunshine, shorts and warm evenings. That said, if you’re anything like us, if it dumps the white

Once the Landy bug bites, you’ll find them popping up in life more often than you might think. You’ll spot them on the roads. “Ooh, nice classic Rangie.” You’ll spot them on TV programs. “Ooh look, Rosemary and Thyme drive a Series 3. Nice.” And you’ll probably find yourself talking about them to anyone who’ll

I dunno about you, but as I get older and cars start getting newer, I dream more and more about the cars I USED to have. The old cars. The cars you could fix with a fag paper and gaffer tape. Cars that you didn’t need a computing degree to work on. For example… The

Welcome to another ‘Video Sunday’. Not sure how I’d feel about having go through one of the things they talk about in this video. While I kinda yearn a spot of “the good ol’ days” before we all had GPS and our heads buried in mobile phones (I drive a Series, I love ‘ATA’ –

A few photos from a Wales weekender. Strata Florida’s a great lane but you might want to rethink attacking it after heavy rain. These photos are from a time when there was just ‘regular Wales rain’. Considering she’s a V8 petrol with no waterproofing, she never missed a beat once. Old Landys Rule! 😀

Summer’s almost here… The nights are getting longer, the days warmer, and lazy summer eves meandering around lanes in our Landys are drawing ever closer. Ok, its still freezing outside, the weather’s still miserable, and we’re not breaking out the canvas roofs just yet. But that doesn’t mean we can’t get lost dreaming of those