Strewth, Austin Allegros take me back.. My Dad drove a BROWN Allegro for a short period many years ago.
I was being picked up from school one day, I had been told we were getting picked up in a different car while the Volvo 264 was away getting work done to it. The glee on my face must have been pretty obvious as he walked towards a shiny, brand-new (back then) M-reg Renault grand Espace. Being the joker, he NEARLY put the key in the lock, then about-turned and opened a horrid, disgusting BROWN Austin Allegro

my face fell so far it nearly hit the deck. That car was a turd on wheels in every sense of the word, I've no idea what engine it had, but it was slow and sounded awful, and the interior reminded me of lentil soup.
The emotional scarring has only recently healed, I've never talked about this horrific episode before.. I now know that Espaces are truly awful, and I am ashamed to admit that I thought it was a nice car when I was eight.