Old motorbikes have a unique fascination not replicated in any other transport. Been to IOM a few times to watch racing. End up doing a tour of all their museums and spending hours looking at old bikes..
Best fun for the money was supplied by Dawsons of Nottingham who sold ex forces machines for a song
The year was 1965 or was it 64? and I bought an BSA M20 from them and it was delivered by rail , registered and in theory ready for the road.
I found it easily as I hear a group of chaps laughing as one pointed to it and said "look at that they've even painted the bloody tyres green and the saddle and chain too!"
After nearly kicking it to death , the oldest chap said "here let, me have a go"
Retarded the ignition, tickled the carb till it flooded, operated the valve lifted, and dammit it burst into life at the first swing!!
It was quiet for a 500cc, the brakes were awful but the girder forks ok when you tightened the ferodo friction damper.
I got it home and dad said among other things, "I rode one of those as a DR" then looked at the petrol tank from a fully angle.
"I don't believe it! he said I can see a Jerboa that's been painted over, it was one of ours!" he explained that the bike had been with the 50 div in the western desert where he was before and after Alamein.