Oh what memories. My Dad had a larger version, in bottle green, know it was a Morris, but not the smaller Morris minor. When in my early 20s, me and my husband had a traveller. We went away in that loafs of times, and made a bed, in the back with the seat down.
My Dad's car had green leather seats, and, it's the only time I ever felt travel sick. The mixture of Mums smoking and the smell of the leather, oh boy. However, you brought back some lovely memories for me. Thank you.