My coverage of the Beaulieu Autojumble left me with so many millions of hastily
shit shot images that filleting them into sensible portions for visual consumption has been a major, and long winded undertaking.
Well, this is it. The end, finally. Click over the jump for a final outsplurge featuring some of the notables that I’m simply never going to get around to writing about, or that are of such extreme minority interest that it wouldn’t be worth it anyway.
Spoiler: There’s a Rover 825 Coupé in there, you lucky, lucky people