I was having a thought and two of our cars have 'Cherished' numberplates. One is an old Northumberland plate whilst the other is County Durham-- and came from a -- family Lagonda
I recall my 'Noddy bike' which was so quiet that I actually drilled a hole in the exhaust. It had square tappets- such was the nature of things. I liked the running boards and the car type gear change which reminds me!
When 'Red Bitch' arrived( yes) my father had a go and sort of run along side waiting for the plugs to fire- and he hopped on. Apparently, this was the old method to charge into the distance with the exhaust valve lifter in operation. Of course, when it eventually fired he was too knackered to hop on
'Noddy' cars- well, there were about 23 if I recall. Seat in Barcelona made a few on Seat 500 or was it 600 chassis's? I found one in 'my village' in Menorca in a desperate state but 'Little Mice' were cheap and I planned to bring the 'Noddy' and a couple home to the Uk in a return load furniture van. I was doing a City and Guilds in Motor Vehicle Restoration and had access to a English wheel. The seats were wicker and the folks in the local Blind School would re- furbish the chairs! And it didn't happen. The little Noddy is buried as infill in the local Menorquin football ground! I sort of go past it on my way to the fish and chip lunch run by Age Concern and feel very cross.
I've a few happier moments. There is a Spitfire still airworthy from my days with it. Two of the 31 Squadrons RAF Devons from my days as a callow youth are also preserved and the once Battle of Britain Memorial Flight Devon VP-981 is still airworthy.
A bass fiddle and me were 'crew' one day.
When my time comes, my wife has vowed to have me stuffed and returned to my old RAF unit- which is now a rather famous London museum. So be nice, one day I shall be famous!
