My parents met in the early 1950s. Both of them worked full-time and saved for their own home before getting married in 1957.
My mum worked as a technician at the BICC in Leigh and my dad worked in the media at what is now the "Printworks", formerly Kemsley House/Thompson House/Maxwell House.
My dad learned to drive during World War 2 whilst serving in the Royal Signals and then the Royal Artillery. My mum never learned to drive, preferring instead to ride her pushbike, which she loved. Her beloved "Royal Enfield" was actually a gift to me, but we ended up sharing it!! She used it for work and I got to ride it in the evenings and at the weekends. We were both way ahead of our time, being very eco-friendly and keeping fit.
My dad bought his first car in the early 1950s and it was a Morris Minor, brand new and his pride and joy. My parents used it to travel the UK on holidays and also locally at the weekends. It's main purpose in life was to transport my dad to work and back.
My dad did all his own servicing and repairs. As you can probably appreciate, working as a copyreader required him to work mainly night shift and weekends, when public transport was not available or was too slow. In those days parking in Manchester was a dream!!
As the years progressed my dad bought various cars and the roads became much more crowded and parking was at a premium. Luckily night working afforded him free parking.
His second car was an A40, followed by an Austin 1100 and a Triumph 1300 (primrose yellow and second hand!). He later had the Triumph painted by a coach painter in racing green. It looked much better!! Around the late 1970s he decided to "turn Japanese - I really think so"! He bought a Datsun Cherry FII - all shiny white with a black roof and quite sporty!! The only problem was I was learning to drive and it became a joint possession once I passed my test. He did actually keep the Triumph 1300 and used it as his working car, affording me the luxury of not having to buy my own vehicle. A few years later my dad bought a Nissan Cherry - this time in metallic bronze. On a sunny day, it was quite dazzling!! Several years later, a Nissan Sunny 1300 LS in metallic green/grey appeared and that was when my dad, sadly, had to stop driving due to illness. I kept that treasure of a car for 14 years. Meanwhile my mum rode her pushbike (Raleigh) until she was 78 years of age. She had to give it up due to arthritis, but always had fond memories of her "Tour de Leigh" cycling days