Of legends are us.a as a

At the right time, to sell the car would possibly have been the correct thing to do, (or considered at least), but upon reflection  – maybe not, after all, what is the right time if there isn’t a reason to sell (at least not one that is apparent.) This would be the big unknown if and when after constant repairing and following one problem after another do I then end up with something better, only to find out later down the line the overall package seems not to be favouring me as the owner.
On the other hand it maybe would have been in my favour. This was how I saw it anyway. This is in reference to a real car number plate fixed to a real car in real time and yet with all the numbers and letters on this licence plate arranged in a spooky real order. ‘BV54 . . .’ was a mere number plate on a car, and this particular car succumbing regularly to all manner of faults and disasters both mechanical and of an act of nature. The car and plate together were well suited as one; a sort of mechanical / fictional alliance (as seen in my mind at any rate), one that would serve its combined perception of – by me, in the role of as a possible message, but not as we know it. It’s hard to see how this car and plate combination could possibly have fitted into anyone else’s  lifestyle with the same meaning. 

This license plate could only be read in this particular way by the one person who was to be in that position at that time with that mind track. Therefore, in reading one way only, the similarities of the viewed arrangement of letters and numbers must be interpreted in a particular way. And all the while then seemingly revealing what could be assumed as  possible and available directions at one of these invisible but definite types of crossroads in life that appear every now and then. Of course it could be read differently in different ways, even in the way it was originally designed for; and that of course was the whole point behind this individual car / plate combination. 

As a fact and by authority design, the licence plate arrangement of letters and numbers would highlight the area, or county of the this country that it was registered, by how many in number that was registered there, and the time of year that it was registered. This car could not be physically waiting for this time and to be at this place (it’s forecourt appearance as a second hand car to sell), that would be an even crazier assumption, but at the same time was not supposed to be here at all if the sales advertisement was to be believed, and so therefore then was seen by and as myself as being the right buyer to happen along at the right time and therefore the right person to happen along at the right time.
Although it would be possible to fabricate such a tale, this could not be made up to fit into real time, here and now, in the way it did. But it just did fit. For me it was a psychically illuminating experience when considering that to read this plate in the arrangement that it appeared didn’t take any imagination at al from myself. All the letters and numbers just fell into place as soon as look at them, similar to an earlier vehicle which as Mad Dog Yellow. This car (Trendline BV54 — had to be there at this exact location for its eventual sale to me, and in place of a different car that should have been there.

There is a curious interest with car number plates and as with beauty, it’s kind of in the eye of the beholder. The car does not maketh the man, or woman, and neither does the car number plate. The license plate can however carry connotations sometimes, either as seen by, or arranged by the owner. Cars do get named by and some owners aspire to have themselves self nick named by the arrangement of letters and numbers on the plate. Messages could be spelled out by if read this way, and in the case of BV54 . . . , direction maybe. Using direction as an indicator of this plate and its meaning (as seen by its myself as the owner) then the end result (if it were to be followed that way and seen from this perspective), would all then be a bit of a gamble. A weird form of Russian roulette. Here though with this plate and its organised letters and numbers, the direction obviously could apply in more ways than one. We may all have been owners of vehicles  that carried license plates; the car of which it’s name then became that which the plate spelled out, as if by one look at the plate and the name was either there or it wasn’t. Some of my previous vehicles will slot into this category. Other vehicles were named with more imaginary names requiring a little more thought and consideration; and where this being the case it was an effort to make the name of the car fit to the license plate.
A licence plate is only that and a car is not bought for the plate upon it, is it? That would be weird. With the exception of a money making enterprise, or because the plate was sort of near enough and even more to the point carried some other value, then the idea of securing a car wholly because the plate had some meaning would be insane. The car couldn’t live up to the expectation of a licence plate with a meaning as seen by a punter any more than pigs can fly. Folk do this I know, attach personalised plates to their car because it was a certain type of car for instance, and then try to sell that vehicle with the attached plate for more money than it is worth because of that plate. That, although it happens, is odd, after all a personalised number would have been purchased on the open market as exactly that – personalised to that individual or their train of thought. That’s a bit like trying to sell your own DNA. On the flip side there’s nothing to say that it couldn’t  happen in reverse, in other words – what’s to say that at the right time and the right place the right person couldn’t happen along and buy a car that was there at the right time with a plate attached to it that carried some relative meaning to that passer-by. Looking at plates fitted to some of my previously owned vehicles from the past would challenge the most imaginative mind to find a name to fit. But this tale forms a trend that the model in question here (manufactured model name Trendline), just happens to live up to. In this instance though it doesn’t have to be that the plate by itself was the sole indicator here; could be that the plate and the car that it is fitted to both together as a combination do slot into this imaginary (or even real in this case) equation.

A few plates fitted to cars, and in sequences along the way that were imagined as part of the above mentioned philosophy, did fit into this trend profile much the same as the Trendline plate – BV54 . . .  also did do, in a very odd way. The imaginary direction to which the licence plate was adhered to can be read in several ways, but with this focus, does remain a most unusual occurance.

Rewinding back to the beginning of car ownership by myself, the first plate on the first car held no meaning especially, it was just a car number plate fitted to the first car. There was no trend in license plates alone to be set here as nothing was apparently there to see in any different or special fashion even though the trend in vehicle ownership and its highlighted parallel role started here. And actually, why not start the trend right here, after all, the trend will be driving machines with license plates fitted to and significant milestones indicated by those machines and plates. To add consistency and format the end car in this tale was known as Trendline, officially and by manufacturer.                         

There is a philosophy that says the reading of the stars by astrology is relevant and with possible meaning if only done when as fate would determine, i.e, you pick the up the paper left behind by someone somewhere and whereas you wouldn’t normally hunt down the stars to read, on this occasion were drawn to reading them, as opposed to picking up the paper and reading the stars every day. It is however only as the mind perceives it to be, much the same as for instance in that life can take you in different directions at these apparent and invisible crossroads that crop up from time to time, but at the end of the day, each one of your own choosing. Maybe the same could be said of cars and their license plates.

Having never knowingly put into practice the – what could be seen as, contrived  and possible suggestion of a car number plate, in other words if the plate spelt a suggestion (impossible really? It would have to read that way and the chances of buying a car with a number plate fixed to it which was suggestive in any way and directly related to one’s own lifestyle are seemingly ridiculous), the emphasis on Trendline and its affixed plate seemed to be more the other way around. It’s more a case of the car and myself coming together as one, as fate would determine. And then there’s the actual numbers on the plate. Same thing applies, though as a rule harder to arrange. BV54 . . . was different. A car with a plate fixed to it that was entirely relevant to events, or possible events, showing what could be imagined as parallel alignment with its owners lifestyle – myself. How could this possibly be? It’s impossible surely? In the eye of the beholder maybe it is possible. This is after all Trendline. Volkswagen Passat Estate Trendline.

So in reference to BV54 . . . , and far into a span of time that includes many bought and owned cars and vehicles, it is a wonder that how (at a specified time and place) this particular car can happen along. Its only saving grace and reason for purchase was brand continuity.

This as a tale  has a meaning to it. It’s fantasy and make believe too, and it’s also true. It’s not the same for anybody else – ever, it can’t be.
Theoretically it’s not possible, as it could be said to be anything other than what it was; a perception of the mind. However, who’s to say that this couldn’t be possibly imagined, let alone happen, after all, there’s astrology, Tarrot cards, voodoo, etc, etc.
It is real. 

You have to start somewhere. First car, first number plate. The first piece in the puzzle. No obvious meaning at that time. The first one was always going to be right up there as a life episode. It was the beginning step. Then comes the next one – VHO. Progression, a move upwards. For the purposes of this tale I’m going to align the first vehicle with the first relationship, a life episode, one that would change everything. And to follow after that would be VHO, KTJ, MDY, YPD, RJT, OEL, CYD, and this was just the cars. Bikes played their part too. These were all attached to vehicles to that of myself as an owner. All are vehicles with their own individual traits and let downs, and positive aspects too. When however the various car ownership time spans (long, short etc) of those vehicles is aligned with the various partner relationships, a trend emerges, albeit perceived only by myself.

So to follow from the first vehicle comes VHO. Seeing names or massages in licence plates at that time was not so obvious, other than the trend mentioned earlier, therefore is harder to make something out of the arrangement of digits. In this van (VHO) though, the trend moved onwards. The van looked good. It was souped up, tarted up, broke down, repaired, born again, overhauled and improved, and eventually sold off. There were many similarities to the girlfriend partnership at the time of the vehicles ownership duration. A bit like parallel lines.
So what then of YPD that joined and followed? Short romance to highlight how different things can be. Here was the car that didn’t unfortunately last all that long, but through no fault of its own. Bit of an eye turner from the word go. Maybe it could be looked at as the short term car and a short term romance, (albeit at very slightly different times, but none the less highlighting ‘short term’.) And at the time an affair; both car and person seemingly a little damaged in some way, but it didn’t matter. Both were blips and both were short term. So to hook up with the trend route, this follows that trend, except it’s not the plate here, it’s the car. And to highlight this trend, both the car and the plate play an equal role although not necessarily together at the same time.

If the car / plate / person partnership resemblance was to keep on track then there was a lot more to come. With the broken American car reflecting the broken affair, the next to follow would be RJT. Another nameless plate fitted this time to a brand new vehicle. So if this new vehicle was to be in any way the same as the ongoing relationship at the time it was going to be a bit of a let down. And although it was what I really wanted, it did turn out to have repetitive issues; the same as the relationship. RJT did spell something though, and cannily aligned with the ongoing relationship – by fluke. Romeo and Juliet Together, as a friend once pointed out to me. (For the purposes of this tale I have used a synonym to act as a replacement for the real name.) The two names fitted, the initials fitted; both aligned on the licence plate fitted to the van. Many faults with both vehicle and relationship. Trading in for new couldn’t repair a faulty relationship and in no way would that be the intention. It did follow though. Time moves on and so does everything else and with pride and patriotism for this particular brand of British vehicle did I renew with the latest version. So RJT was traded for OEL, a brand new version of the previous one and it was as though my own relationship was getting a new lease of life too. OEL’s pock marked longevity couldn’t have been a more reflective resemblance to an ongoing relationship that continued at the same time. This newest version of vehicle may well see out my personal partner relationship of the time, but with a plate that held no meaning in itself. Not like RJT; maybe was never meant to spell out Romeo and Juliet Together, maybe it was always meant to spell Romeo and Juliet Trouble. Was it that the invisible crossroads was there all the time, just a matter of which way it was taken, which way it was read – which route. I took the one route (not based on the plate, but which could have be inferred by it) and the other route would have been the better one to take. If thinking the plate could have inferred Romeo and Juliet Trouble, the best thing to have done would have been to start elsewhere again with someone else. But who would possibly run their lives by a car and plate combination? 

When MDY comes into play there is a different relationship ongoing. The latest car here (MDY) followed on from another short term vehicle purchase that coincidentally was reflected in terms of short term affair. This short term affair, whilst with the newly acquired vehicle; whose plate (CYD) was unlike anything that could be inferred anyhow in any way, was following the trend and therefore mirroring the short term affair that was in-between the two vehicles of longer term. Now there is two short term car affairs and two short term girly affairs in-between the longer term girly relationships and the longer term car ownership.

CYD didn’t spell anything at first glance. It’s name had to be made to fit. The car became Euclyd. It’s adopted name was irrelevant in all ways, as it had to be created. But by now the trend was both in car plates and the machines themselves with their allotted time slot in the occurence of car ownership and personal relationship. This was another blip along the way.
Over the early years of my car ownership, maybe the messages spelt out here would not be recognised in the same way as later. MDY was a another newly acquired machine with a timely match to a new relationship. Both had to deliver and deliver they did. Reliable and forthcoming in every way that was expected or wanted of either. Funny thing though, because this car kind of played out the other way around. I’m the new owner of a car not entirely to my preference, out of a need to have a car at that time and in a relationship that was very different. And reliability was a key word with both. No matter what came along, it was ironed out. MDY appeared on the scene as a purely necessary requirement, and boy oh boy, did this car ever reflect it’s owners’ partner relationship at the time. Both came with baggage of some sort. The car with ever so slightly annoying faults of a minor nature that never surface at the beginning. Not faults worth getting too bothered about. The others’ baggage was family orientated, but no bother, in fact quite the opposite. Enjoyable and quantifiable. The car had its adopted name quickly from the start. MDY would be ‘Mad Dog Yellow’ – instantly seen as obvious as day. So would Mad Dog Yellow and parallel partner be a hard act to follow?
Yes, for sure they would be a hard act to follow. 

MDY wouldn’t last for ever. It was good while it lasted. On the way to the scrapyard broken faults sprung into life after years of not working. And after this now comes BV54. This car a brand of continuity. Not really a version of the brand that I aspired to owning again. Available though and waiting to be purchased. One question remaining is how could I possibly end up with this car after following such a detailed search and after not listing this car as even in the top half of cars to be viewed when looking for cars to buy. The model was a follow on from MDY – same type of car, same but newer model, different version name. This car wouldn’t have even gotten a look in if it hadn’t been for the outstanding durability and reliability of the previous car of the same type. After countless hours driving around, viewing, nodding in disapproval at times, trying to bargain for other cars ahead in the list and then reaching the end of the line with nothing to show for it; come the end of the list there was only one car left on it and this one was only there to make up the numbers. But for these reasons alone it found its new owner.

It just doesn’t make any sense that a car with a relevant number plate fixed to it would find this particular owner so that if that arrangement on the plate was interpreted the correct way the message on that plate would make sense – (in whichever direction taken) and for this very owner too. Ask yourself that question and the answer would surely be no, it can’t. But this is real and this is BV54 . . . ; Bovington 54 was how I saw it, only not on the day that I bought it. In fact I never took any notice of the plate on that day because it was not visible on the advert. It was the car that I needed so the plate was irrelevant. And with the new type of car plate configuration adorned by vehicles since the turn of the century and the number system starting from 01, the year therefore was relevant to the number on the plate, in other words the number 01 would refer to the year 2001. As the number on the plate had to change twice a year, the year 2001 would then see two different configuration of numbers on the plate (as for any other year.) The second number configuration of any year would start six months after the first numbers so the year 2000 would figure as 00 and would follow six months later with 50, etc. BV54 . . . therefore signifies that the car was registered in 2004, second half in whatever area BV represents.

This plate BV54 . . . looks different from the other plates in this tale, as the plate letters and numbers are now shown in the way they appear. Interestingly the last three letters also spell out one of these invisible crossroads; assuming with that view in mind. With the plate reading BV54 . . . , a new relationship begins in November 2004. The plate clearly states BV and the relationship starts at Bovington, 54 is latter half of the year and so is November.

BV54 . . . was not bought for the plate that was on it, it was purchased more out of desperation than any thing else. With the previous car no longer owned it was necessary to find another car very quick. This particular Trendline model was on the list right at the bottom. I didn’t see this car on a forecourt in advance, I didn’t see a number plate on it either, as the photograph detailing its sales criteria from the picture was a sideways photograph of a car which was only the same model (Passat) as BV54 . . . , but not the same car. The car was advertised as green in colour and was shown in the photograph as green in colour. The details on the sales criteria didn’t match the statistics of the actual car which was eventually sold here.

Out of options then, this car subsequently became the next in line for car ownership, with only a sales pitch advertisement computer printout to hand. Bought (as advertised) on a forecourt in far away town, from a cell phone whilst on the road. There was no connection in any way with the details on the computer printout and that of the car that was eventually sold and purchased on the sales forecourt. The advertised car for sale was shown as green in colour, the eventual purchased car was grey in colour. The car advertised for sale in the advert was not registered as BV54 . . . , it’s actual registration was something completely different. The advertised car description particulars belonged to a different car. The eventual purchased car should not have been here at all. This was BV54 – – – . This was Trendline.