As well as Brandauers, I also worked as a Toolmaker for Concentric Controls near Salford Park and I.M.I (Imperial Metals Industries). Ely Kynoch was a sub-division of IMI as was Amal carburettors and "Lightning" zips. The decimal coins were also made at IMI or rather 'Blanked' at IMI and then sent to the mint in South Wales to be 'Struck'. The size of IMI had to be experienced to be believed. There was A factory, B factory, C factory,D factory, Central workshops, massive canteens, the loading field, a fully functioning hospital and a lot more that I can no longer remember or never got to see. There were trucks and cars that were unregistered because they never left the site and each department had at least one push-bike to get around on. On the munitions side, Copper ingots were brought in from outside then alloyed into brass in the smelter. the bars of brass then went to the rolling mills and rolled into sheet brass. This was then punched and 'deep drawn' into all different sizes of cartridge cases and then 'loaded' to become shells. Everything was made 'in-house'. A story that I believe to be true did the rounds about a labourer who worked in the smelting plant. Every night he would ride out the main gate on his push-bike with an ingot of pure copper in his saddle bag with a " G'night George" to the gatekeeper. (I should mention that when you started work for IMI, you had to sign a form to agree to be searched if you were suspected of stealing) Nobody really knows how long this went on, but eventually, our intrepid friend bought himself a Morris Oxford, not a new one, but one that was old enough not to draw any attention. Well, on the Morris Oxford, there was a 'secret' compartment that held the spare tyre and this was underneath the car, so if anyone opened the boot, there was nothing to see. Our friend started taking out about ten bars per day hidden in the compartment, each bar weighing about 20-25lbs. I don't know how long ths went on for, but I believe it was a considerable time. Eventually, he must have had a 'death wish' because one day he near filled the boot with copper ingots. As he went throgh the gate with his front wheels nearly off the ground, the quick witted gate-keeper thought "Aye-up". The story goes that our friend was sacked, taken to court and fined. It is rumoured that he paid his fine by cheque and opened a restaurant in the city a few weeks later.