I always found the guys on Bruton Street to be more affable. Not quite so full of themselves. I made about 120 trips to UK between '85 and '99 and made the rounds pretty regularly. Billy Billimoria, at Holland was one of the nicest guys you would ever want to meet, and was Old School Indian. When he was back from a heart attack, he told me he was waiting to sell a gun before he retired. He had a little double rook rifle, I bought it, and he was gone before I got back there a month later. To this day, I get a beautiful handmade Christmas card from him.
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