Great shame. A true officer and gentleman of the old school, albeit with a somewhat peremptory manner!
Sometime in the early '70s, we took a very nice 403 in part exchange. I suppose that then it wasn't really that ancient and I wanted to keep it and retail it, but ATF was adamant-"it's not our sort of thing dear boy", and it had to be traded. I seem to remember it was about the same sort of money as a new B GT, but all the usual suspects shied away from it, despite its condition.
So,down to Kensington after a 'phone call (I think ATF knew him quite well, and warned me he could be somewhat abrupt in business), where Tony met me, instructed me to make myself comfortable while he looked it over, then drove it off rather rapidly down the High Street, came back 15 minutes later, stuck it on the ramp and, "without further ado", ushered me very politely into his somewhat Spartan office. With few words, a cheque for the full asking price then changed hands, a coffee was offered and accepted, desultory trade talk was exchanged and after a suitably brief time, he went out onto the street, summoned a cab for me, shook hands and was gone.
Nice bloke. A brief encounter, but I liked him.