Iriselsie--I always knew you were a lady. Did your career/ contract with the M o d in New Zealand just end, or were you longing for the more exotic sounds and smells of Kingstanding ? I'm surrounded with ex Kiwi's here, they say it's the only country with a net figure of people coming and going. No one would say the country is'nt visually magnificent, but after a while, I'm told by returnees, that the sense of being -'cut off'- from the world is depressing. Shame ! Thanks for that snippit about Tiger Hart, (great name is'nt it? sounds right out of the 'Hotspur' comic ). My old man sold cars like him, after the war. You could sell anything with a wheel on it at that time, because of the lack of new motors (they all went for export), second hand was valued. He used to go up to Measham auctions with his mates and come home with some very strange vehicles--mostly military. One day he frightened the women and children in the street, by driving this huge bright red racing car to our house, just to show-off to our mom and the neighbours. It was about 18 ft long, one seat, tiny windscreen, no mudgards, no doors, fish tail exhaust pipe, that ran the outside length of the vehicle, ending in a 'fishtail' shape. It could not--have been street legal, even for those days of no MOD certificates. Looking back, I recon it was a 1920's Alfa Romeo true racing car, that was probably hidden away for years, and today--would be worth a fortune. I wonder what he did with it.----golightly.