Cars I've owned, or at least insured in my name.
Skoda 120L Five x2 Mum's and Dad's, learned to drive in these.
Skoda Favorit 136 LXie+ Mother's old car, passed my test in it, thrashed it around Edinburgh and the Lothians for a year, then moved all my worldly goods to France, eventually scrapped, though I still have the engine.
Renault Super 5 1.6D, lost it on black ice my first proper winter in France, flipped end over end twice and finished upside-down in a ditch, not bad for ~30 MPH...
Jeep Cherokee (XJ) 2.1TD Limited, offroad plaything, owned concurrently with several other vehicles, now in storage awaiting restoration.
Citroen AX 1.4D ****box. Suffered repeated head gasket failures, I drove it for 18 months needing to add a litre of water every 10 km. Never actually broke down, abused it mercilessly.
Renault Megane 1.9D rotbox. Bought to replace the AX, body flexed so badly that the front doors would pop open if cornered enthusiasticly, engine leaked oil and injection pump leaked diesel. Electronics were completely fubar. When the starter failed, we swapped the engine from my father's Clio, which "had had all the work done recently", water pump seized a month later and took the timing belt with it. Later discovered that dear old Dad had been involved in a hit-and-run and needed to make the Clio dissapear sharpish, charged us top whack for the engine too...
Volkswagen T3 1.6CT rescued from a field and restored into a day-van/camper. Now in storage, I never really got the "VW thing".
Toyota Corolla CE90 1.8D Bought for GF after she passed her test. Engine smoked a bit but just ran and ran. Eventually slid on ice and hit a telegraph post, though the rust was getting quite bad by then. Bought to last a few months, ended up doing 3.5 years.
Ford Transit AutoStar camper disaster. Bought when our house purchase fell through and I lost my job, we were going to travel around France working seasonal jobs, but the camper shell turned out to be completely rotten (wood) and I got a full-time job the week after we bought it. Half restored and sitting in storage awaiting a resurgence of enthusiasm to continue. Most expensive mistake.
Citroen Xantia Estate 2.1TD Bought in urgence to replace the Megane, had starship milage (400,000) and the suspension was shot, but it still pulled like a train. Bought for 600, sold a year later for 400 without so much as an oil change. We were glad to be rid of it at the time, but it was the cheapest year's motoring I've ever had.
Citroen Xantia 1.9TD gifted by my mother as spares for the estate above, shame that there was not a single common part between the two. Gave it to my mother-in-law who drove it for two years until it was written-off by a HGV while parked. Always seemed flat in comparison to the 2.1.
Alfa Romeo 145 1.9TD Bought to replace the Xantia estate and my daily driver for the past 3 years. Great car. Honestly can't see what I'd replace it with.
Citroen Evasion/Synergie 2.0HDI "pumpkin". Bought as we needed a van with the option of seats, constantly amazed at the amount of junk we manage to cram into it. Named "pumpkin" as, much like Cinderella's carriage, it can struggle to get home. More electrical problems than the Megane, and that's saying something...
Fiat Panda (169) 1.2 Class. GF's car, replaced the Toyota. Fun little thing to drive and a joy to work on.
Other cars I've driven for a significant length of time:
Citroen ZX 1.9TD (Dad's) Drives well, but not very exciting, passive rear steering always made me feel a bit queasy on the twisty bits. Horrible seats kill your back, seriously, worst seats in any car I've driven.
Renault 21 Estate 2.0 petrol. (Grandfather/Dad) Vast, fast and comfy, fuel gauge would drop almost as fast as the revs rose. Suffered typical Renault reliability.
Nissan Micra 1.4 petrol (Mum), bubble shape, the one that's a Clio underneath. Nippy, but lacked the sparkle the Fiat has. Impressive amount of rust for a car build post 2000...
Peugeot 1007 HDI (work), strange. Turning off the ESP was enlightening, but not reccomended. Strongest memories of this are trying to sleep across the front seats (no rear seat and cargo bulkhead stops fronts reclining) in an underground carpark and being driven across Paris, through the centre, in the rush hour, in 20 minutes, by my boss. To achieve this, you have to: a) be an amateur rally driver. b) consider cycle lanes, foot paths and pedestrian crossings as viable alternatives to roads. c) be driving a company car...
Ford Transit 2006ish (work) comfy for the driver, not so much for the passengers. Had to swerve to avoid an unlit parked/crashed van on a Parisian motorway sliproad at 2am, thank Henry for ESP...
That's all the memorable ones, though there are plenty more, especially work stuff.