![]() In 2018 I bought a 1989 Volvo 740 Turbo estate, which was a real nostalgia trip. I particularly remember a trip to Orford Ness in Suffolk with John Peel’s Home Truths on the radio – simple pleasures. I have many memories of early starts and long journeys to Scotland or Cornwall for family holidays (we never went abroad), always with the car loaded to full capacity, and navigating by road atlas. My parents were serial Volvo estate owners – first a 240 and then a 740, which seemed modern and refined in comparison. Niall Oswald tending his Volvo 740 Turbo estate which he bought after his parents owned two models. Niall Oswald, electrical engineer from Bristol It’s a nice way to keep my sisters close. I was worried my family might think it was a terrible idea, but they all love it. So I got a tattoo of the picture done about two weeks ago. There’s a tattoo artist whose style I really like, and I thought – I want that. I was pretty young – I think we probably got rid of it when I was about four years old.īut I have such fond memories of that car – myself and my sisters, the backseats flipping up, a lot of messing around and causing havoc – and I love the photo, it’s wicked. My favourite photo is one taken of myself and my three older sisters at my grandparents’ house, all standing next to the Volvo. Because I am the youngest of four, I always remember being placed in the last row of seats which faced nauseatingly backward, allowing us to wave at whoever was lucky enough to be behind us. The first car I remember as a child was a red Volvo estate. Nic Tucker’s Volvo tattoo by Photograph: supplied Nic Tucker, 28, from London, works in luxury travel I think I would have to buy one for myself if I ever saw one for sale. It certainly turned a few heads – and damn it was easy to find when you parked it anywhere. Looking back now, though, the bright orange Volvo estate played a memorable role in my childhood. Thankfully (for my younger self anyway), that one eventually died too and the family progressed to something much less garish. ![]() It turned out to be the same one we had encountered in the car park previously. Much to my dismay, a short while afterwards they managed to find an identical orange Volvo estate for sale, and purchased it. My parents actually insisted we wait so we could meet the mystery owner, so we sat and had a picnic on the bonnet.Įventually the car died and was scrapped. I genuinely believed we must own the only bright orange Volvo estate in the world – that was until we encountered another in a Morrisons car park. When I was growing up, my parents bought a second-hand Volvo estate in bright orange – definitely not the sort of car you want to be seen dead in, when looking cool in front of your peers is the most important thing in your life. Cai Antoney, antiques dealer from Shropshire Here, Guardian readers share their memories of Volvo estates they have known and loved. The news has been greeted with dismay by the trusty workhorse’s many passionate devotees. ![]()
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