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About

Hi there - my name s Heyn, but everybody over here choses to call me "Borgi".
I was born in Bremen 1958 in a part of town called Seebaldsbrück!
I do have my roots on an austrich farm near Johannesburg/South africa.
They shipped me over rigt after they put the last wheel on my left front foot.
Us Isabellas were quite reliable vehicles and bought as allround cars. My first owner was running an austrich farm in the gauteng area.
I know we Borgwards have that bad „smell“ about us because of mainly "apartheit guys" bought us.
Same in Germany by the way! Borgwards had and still have a stigma.
Though old F.C. Borgward never had any issues with the nazis, as far as i know!
He just was a genius concerning the construction of solid and valuable cars. Details of construction problems to be solved could take his mind in theire grip for days! Back to Africa-
When my first owner wanted to get rid of me i first couldn’t believe it in the first place. But his wife suffered some strange disease and he needed the money for some surgery to be done.
Some old chap who worked in the mines bought me for small rands and stored me away under some carportlike wooden thing in his backyard.
The high pressure altidude and dryness of the Joburg highland saw me aging „the nice way“.
Some „flugrost“ as well as some dents from the storing and rearranging of the guy s son s old Renaults - at a time there were 11 of those french workhorses around- was all i kept from my „garden years“.
One day two boys from germany showed up. They saw an add in the local junkmail and drove over to my 2nd owner s place to meet me (and him of course!;-).
His son had put the for sale add up and obviously the old chap s heart was bleeding when we agreed on a sales price with Sigi, his „Renault collector“ son.
Sigi even helped us out with the trailer, to take me to the JoBurg s Jan Smuts Airport (that was the name those days
I loved the flying part - together with 2 Ferraris, one Ford GT race car and some english lads (one of them a lovely old Rolls lady in a pinkish color with a white convertible top-sigh!). Also an old Citroen 11CV was standing there on his pallet in the farmost corner of the 747 s huge cargo belly!
We spend some quite rough time overhead the dark kontinent. I can tell you that much!
Did you know that flying can be like a ride on that space mountain thing!
All dark, up s and down s with quite some G load, flashes luring through the small windows of the main deck cargo section-brrr!
We all were hoping for our straps to hold us firm on the pallet and the cargo loading system clams to be trong enough to hold our pallets in place!
Exiting! Most of the rusties and even one Ferrari spent some tears when we farewelled in the huge Frankfurt Cargo hall.
A sad day for me for shure - never saw that british lady rolls again!
Now i found my home in a barn near the city of my birth!
There s even a guy from the original Carl F. Borgwaqrd factory (that closed down due to an „internal affair“ which was put up by bavarias BMW company and a guy named Konrad Adenauer. Never got straight what the point was!
There s this nice chap and his son - everybody calls him SKY!
Tjay my new owner calls him „Herr Nachbar“ - they both laid hands on me restoring my „blechkleid“ and fixing up my 1600cc engine. I spent about a year in the couples workshop- an old petrol station converted into a Borgward „Altenpflegeheim“!
Lovely place! You meet lot s of nice people from all over the world there. After completion of my „minor cosmetics“ Tjay moved me to his barn, got me one of those H number plates and used my quite frequently for different purposes! I love the flatness of the „norddeutsche Tiefebene“ - nothing more exausting for old chaps like me than beeing chased up and down some hills - makes me nuts!
I see a town called Bergisch Gladbach frequently - let s say once a year-and that s because some older guy, Tjay s Dad as i found out , lives there with Josefine, his beloved wife.
Allways on the first weekend in Mai, we re taking part in some lazy slow driving Oldie rallye/contest! We meet some nice blokes there as well sometimes.
On this occasion I do carry Tjay (the RH side driver most of the time) with Dede (his father) up front chairs and Kik (some kind of scout or tracker i guess) with Mecki (the mechanic-nice bloke, quite small) on the back seats-no sweat for me of course-Pfff!
I also drove a long way south some years on my own four wheels-some lake in bavaria - a contest? called cronoswiss clsassics and the highlight for me was last years ride to see some sand dunes in tunesia. Arabian - historic they called it! I m looking forward to drive through some more adventures with TJay , Katrin , Alo
, Fotokai, Mulle and whosoever else. Live is great(not fast!! Live it as you like it! your s - Heyn/Borgi