My every day work horse is a 1961 Dunhill 127 shell with an extra long stem and a scorched rim.
I bought it as an estate and did the refurbishing myself, as with all my estates.
It smokes as a freight train and never let me down. I own artisan made pipes and never smoked them .
Recently bought one of Paul Hubartt's last pipes, before he sadly went out of business.
Now I feel reluctant to give it the first light. What I like about estates is their history revealed
and I go to lenghts to find out about it. I once bought a 1926 Dunhill Shell 59 from a very congenial German seller.
It had belonged to his grandfather who emigrated to the States fearing all the turmoil in Europe .
The ship he was on moored in London where he went ashore and more or less by accident bought the pipe
in a Dunhill shop. The pipe was ordered by a regular customer who never showed up to collect it.
So it went with some discount . His grandfather took it with him to the USA , soldiered it through WO 2 in Europe. Much later the pipe found its way back to his grandson and now to me. I'm full well aware it is probably sentimental nonsens,since pipes cannot talk and the truth can never be verified . But that is what I am ; sentimental nonsense