I live in the desert between Mecca and Jeddah, in Saudi Arabia.
I loved my HZ wagon. It was a Kingswood, that kind of aquamarine colour. My grandmum gave it to me. It was the indestructible car that had the magical power of being able to drive itself home and be waiting in the garage every time I wondered where I left it...until my older brother totalled it trying to navigate his way home from Beef Week. I guess it is still rotting in the cow cane out the back of our old farm.
Those H series Premiers were the classiest station wagons ever built. Before the HZ, I had a HJ wagon with a Premier front end. I imagine your husband enjoys polishing his, and then standing back to admire.
Thanks for the offer of spares. It is very kind of you.