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WELCOME TO THE JUMBLE

Bike builders and restorers have never had it so good. There's a rash opening statement for you. We can all hark back to the days when up and running bikes were fifty quid each (or often much less), and parts were correspondingly cheap. Back wheel for a Triumph? Eight quid . Norton petrol tank? A fiver.

Sure enough, we weren't paying the stratospheric prices witnessed today, and you could still put a bike together relatively cheaply. Back then for many of us originality wasn't that big a deal. We were just cobbling things together to keep old bikes on the road, and half the time we were taking factory tinware off bikes and fitting all manner of aluminium or fibreglass 'go faster' goodies.

If you or your mates didn't have the bits you needed (vaguely from the same model , although a variety of washers often made things fit if you stacked enough of them together), you trundled off to the nearest breakers - anyone else go all misty-eyed at the thought of Sid's Place*? (*insert local breaker of choice here) - and picked

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