“Now that I have a sheep, a cow, and a Sigma, everyone bids me, “GOOD DAY SIR!””
Benjamin Franklin
Will the “new journalism” relegate the Sigma – once as vital a part of a journalist’s armoury as a belt made of twine and twigs – to the scrapheap? Look at this example. The decals and roof rack make me think it might have once been the magnificent wagon-lit of a restaurant critic or editor. (Actually only an editor would rate an orca. Dolphins for lower ranks.) Now even a Community news reporter might aspire to a Honda Jizz or Hyundai Night Crawler. By Dylan H.
The Worst of Perth 
The Car With The Dingo Tatoo.
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I wonder what the equivalent journalist car would be in US. Same as a teacher’s car I suppose. Bartender, what would someone with no money or status drive over there?
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All US cars are crap. Much like the French economy. Harsh but true.
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With no knowledge at all, for some reason I want to say 1989 Buick LeSabre would be a good journos car.
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Yeah, good call. But as I don’t drive I really
know shit about cars. Or the French econmy. Do know about Sigmas though. Complete rubbish.
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Sigma’s did have some redeeming qualities SW – they kept a generation of South Australians in SA.
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I had a Sigma once. It was hit three times by other cars. I wasn’t in it on any occasion, as it was parked each time, and on two of the occasions there was no one in the other cars either. Spooky.
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Are those cunts still there?
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Sigmas in barrels. Where they belong.
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I think Mr Broadfield drives a black SUV.
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Black helicopter.
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Call a Huey?
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Are the dogs ment to repisent something?
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Rob Broadfield. Complete xxxxxxxxx
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One of the last of a dying breed…
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