My Favorite Heinkel Photo

Heinkel Cars, Heinkel Kabines, Heinkel Cabin Scooters

I came across this one in some old documents. It’s a classic Heinkel Kabine marketing shot.
Dad is driving the car. Mom, well, she’s not sitting on anything since there’s no seat at that angle. The daughter has to be kneeling on the floor unless she’s only two feet tall. The boy, he might actually be sitting on the “kinderseat”, but he’s wrapped up in his book and it’s hard to tell what is going on..
I think the man and girl are related, and also appear in other Heinkel ads, like this one:

Heinkel Cabin Scooters
Same People, image reversed, new license plate!
You can see that they flipped the image and didn’t bother to crop out the interior backgrounds. You can still see the reflection of the trees in the rear window. Imagine doing this kind of work without Photoshop!
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  1. Mine took us, 2 adults+4 yr old, from Portsmouth to the Med. on a camping holiday, in the 1968.
    It was a Trojan, so the in and out was a bit awkward. (Damned Patents problem.)
    I paid £120 for it. Panic, the generator packed up 3 days before departure. A quick re-fit and it was repaired, just in time.
    On the ferry we were packed in nose to tail: Exit was thro' the hatch.
    Cherbourg, Fougeres. Soon the packing away was sorted and life became more comfortable. We were stopped by a policeman who wanted a pencil; I offered a passport! My wife was right and i was wrong. Next we were bounced off the road by a Learner Driver. Quite how we missed a large milestone I'll never know
    On through the Gorges of the Tarn. Dance under the bridge at Avignon.Camp at Sete. A cold night at Roc Amadour. Aigue Morte: Ran out of petrol crossing the marsh country in the Rhone Valley. 'Do you have a Bidon?' No, of course not. A gallant French man went and came back with the vital stuff. He didn't want pay!
    I have never met such determined mosquitoes!
    Orange, Limoges, (avoid the public loos!)
    La Fleche, A cave, to buy wine to take home.
    Normandy Cidre.
    Back at Cherbourg, time for a loo trip. Two sets of steps descend.
    We parted company, only to meet at the bottom!
    All on a shoe string. No insurance!
    My daughter had a birthday while we were there and I had to pay to bring her back. I often wondered……….?

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