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North West?! Even worse!!
To be honest mine started with harvesting seatbelts a few times a month for nearly six months, and building a solid give&take arrangement with favours like patching the boss’ jacket. It took a lot of work to get to the point that they let me near the bikes.
To be honest it only happened because of how angry I was with that Sally Army bike place I’d volunteered at before. The second or third bike in a row bought from there had snapped/broken, and the guys at the scrapyard threw me a bone. 11 months later and I’m in an enviable position I suppose!
Maybe you need to make friends with the scrap and house clearance guys. Most of the bikes come out of cleared garages and gardens anyway.
It took a year of sweet-talking and a lot of bag freebies, and sewing patches onto jackets, to get a look-see in one locally. Doubt you’ll get so lucky in London :/