Stumbled on this piccy from the 1970’s. Living proof I started in this ‘tooning game from below the very bottom.
I’m wearing the acetylene goggles on the right and really was a scrap man, or rather ‘tatter’, and this is taken from the cab of our truck. The other geezer is my pal Richard, who went on to become a bit of a electronics genius for sound engineers.
This was progress. We both started out laying tarmac for a cowboy outfit run by an ex-public schoolboy that operated out of the corner of a scrapyard on Little Tennis Court Street, Nottingham, which was nothing like as grand as it sounds!
