by markson » Sun Jun 18, 2017 4:21 pm
It was with a great deal of sadness but also one of pleasure that I had to say good-bye this morning to the Markson
The sadness coming from the fact that I was saying good-bye inside to something, that over the last 5 odd years had given me a great deal of pleasure and fun.
The pleasure coming from knowing that the Markson was going back to someone who had owned it 40 odd years ago, and I believe had spent a great deal of his past 40 odd years, looking for something that he had owned at the age of 16, but his Dad had sold it from under his Bum,also in knowing deep down that for reason,s due to the deterioration of my ill health, also,my 76 odd years of age, and to keep my little lady happy as well, and knowing that I was never ever going to do the justice to the Markson that it deserved, and it was now in the hands of someone who shared the same passion and enthusiasm as I have had with the Markson. over the last 5 0dd years.
It was a very uncanny feelling watching it disappear 50 meters down the road into the obscurity of the fog and mist,and it was a bit like the curtains closing at the end of a great concert,and I felt a great deal of vindcation ,of my relentless dogged attempts over the last 5 odd years of being a member on the roaring season forum, trying to find out the real history of the Markson.
I did find it a little strange being on here asking what some might have considered to be silly questions and putting forward my assumptions of what I felt what the Markson was, and where it had come from,and found it very strange being in the cyber company of many people who seemingly know a awful lot about every thing that every one else knows about, but I was never able to find out anything from any one about something, no body new anything about.
As the Markson disapeared into the fog,a little flash came back to me, of over the last 50 odd years, as to how many many times I had the same feeling watching the many many cars that I had owned here in NZ over the last 50 odd years,that had in some instances had moved on and were now very well know cars and some of them were just like the Markson
A car that no one new anything about or new its of its existence
I just wonder what the curtain call will bring,in the future, with the return of the Markson
Markson
It was with a great deal of sadness but also one of pleasure that I had to say good-bye this morning to the Markson
The sadness coming from the fact that I was saying good-bye inside to something, that over the last 5 odd years had given me a great deal of pleasure and fun.
The pleasure coming from knowing that the Markson was going back to someone who had owned it 40 odd years ago, and I believe had spent a great deal of his past 40 odd years, looking for something that he had owned at the age of 16, but his Dad had sold it from under his Bum,also in knowing deep down that for reason,s due to the deterioration of my ill health, also,my 76 odd years of age, and to keep my little lady happy as well, and knowing that I was never ever going to do the justice to the Markson that it deserved, and it was now in the hands of someone who shared the same passion and enthusiasm as I have had with the Markson. over the last 5 0dd years.
It was a very uncanny feelling watching it disappear 50 meters down the road into the obscurity of the fog and mist,and it was a bit like the curtains closing at the end of a great concert,and I felt a great deal of vindcation ,of my relentless dogged attempts over the last 5 odd years of being a member on the roaring season forum, trying to find out the real history of the Markson.
I did find it a little strange being on here asking what some might have considered to be silly questions and putting forward my assumptions of what I felt what the Markson was, and where it had come from,and found it very strange being in the cyber company of many people who seemingly know a awful lot about every thing that every one else knows about, but I was never able to find out anything from any one about something, no body new anything about.
As the Markson disapeared into the fog,a little flash came back to me, of over the last 50 odd years, as to how many many times I had the same feeling watching the many many cars that I had owned here in NZ over the last 50 odd years,that had in some instances had moved on and were now very well know cars and some of them were just like the Markson
A car that no one new anything about or new its of its existence
I just wonder what the curtain call will bring,in the future, with the return of the Markson
Markson