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Ruth Fielding… These are some photos of Stubberfields garage that my Grandpa owned in Silverhill .I remember going here with my Gran to get petrol and the staff always came out to fill the car up . My Grandpa used to race at brands hatch and he loved his cars. It is sad the garage was sold and never stayed as a garage.
Mike Cramp… Some smashing cars in there. Thanks for the post
David Martin… I remember going in there with my dad to look at the Triumph Stag when it first came out. I thought it was fantastic.
Ken Hatch… Used to go there with my Dad to get Rover parts. Had a proper parts dept with storemen in brown overalls.
Peter Ellingworth… It was opposite the old Silverdale Infants School, before they became all as one with the then new Juniors in Perth Road.
Nigel Ford… Used to get my 1963 Triumph Herald 12/50 parts from there in the early 70s, wishbone and gear linkage bushes most memorable, yes helpful storeman…. got any ‘ose… no o’s!
John Busbridge… I used to know the works manager Bill Slack, he was a close friend of my Dad.
Peter Ellingworth… Touche- my first car too was a 1966 Triumph Herald- LLY 417D, bought off my cousin in St. Albans who himself had it from virtually new as an ex-demonstrator car. Couldn`t afford anything new at the time……virtually rebuilt the thing… new rear outriggers, engine top overhaul, linkage bushes, trunions, etc. etc. Back in `75 drove all the way in it to a small village near to Hof in Germany, which at that time was only around five miles from the former GDR and Czech border where a friend was getting married, together with two friends and one of my cousins who was over from Australia at the time. Things you do when younger…..
I remember we drove in it while staying there to Nuremburg for the day, and left it in a multi-story car park. When we returned this then middle age guy was hanging around, spoke to me in flawless English saying that he had a passion for older English cars and wanted to buy it off me there and then, even offering to pay our fares home. I declined, but he gave me his business card, and on further conversation turned out to be an ex Luftwaffe officer who had been a POW in Canada and the UK at the latter part of the war.