Something about Class 37s for me. I think it’s because the train highlights of my year as a child were travelling up from EMU bound South London/Surry to take the 37 hauled train from Liverpool Street up to see the relatives in Norfolk.
I don’t understand men who don’t appreciate everything mechanical, and the louder heavier, more powerful the better. Trains, planes, cars bikes, guns, tanks, etc.
Now, as to you youfs using the word ‘mint’ to mean something other than brand spanking new (i.e. as minted), you’ll be the ones to blame for all the crap sold on various auctions sights described as ‘mint’ that turns out to be nothing of the sort once received! Grrrr.