It all started with an Atco, many decades ago, as a child, I was always tinkering. After one prolonged absence in my grandfather's garage he came in to find I'd dismantled every spare bakelite plug and socket he owned including removing every brass screw out of every terminal.
Shortly afterwards he gave me two old Atcos, a Single wheeled Autoscythe and a 1930s kick start Atco. I can still remember the anticipation waiting for them to make their journey from Nottinghamshire to Bedfordshire.
The rest is history
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