Triple Knockers
No matter how long we’ve been knocking around with old bikes, we never know everything. You investigate just one new thing and another whole world opens up… as a recent visit to my mate Brian revealed. There’s never an ‘ordinary’ visit to Brian’s. It was my turn to be showing off and I’d bobbed round to let him see the new race bike I’d just finished. I pulled it out the van and we poked and prodded and made all the right sort of noises between us.
Then Brian says, in his usual conspiratorial way, ‘Here. I’ve got something to show you.’ We retire to his barn, and there sits a rather resplendent Velocette he’s just acquired. A 1929 KNS to be precise. I know very little about Velocettes, but I know enough to know I’ve not heard of a KNS before. So we’re looking at the bike and
