A TRIO OF TWINS
A friend of mine, another Paul, had recently been through the unsatisfactory experience of buying a 1930s bike from a dealer before finding out it came with a whole heap of undisclosed yet major problems. Refund duly secured, the money was scorching a hole through his pocket, as you might expect. A few days later I received a call from him, telling me he was off to view a Douglas twin and would I like to come along? Of course I would!
A week later we shared a car to deepest, darkest Surrey. In the interim period he’d discovered that there might well be more than one Douglas available, as the owner was an enthusiast of the marque. The machine/s were pre-war, our favourite motorcycle period. I quietly mused that, if he bought one and there was another up for grabs, I might buy the other then we could be the Douglas Pauls; how we laughed…
On arrival we were shown to a barn, an actual wooden farm type building! They’re in a barn! The previous owner was an enthusiast! There’s more than one! Giddy with excitement as the PO’s son opened the doors and I could clearly see five bike shapes, covered with old bed linen. Five! Two covers were removed, exposing two 125cc
