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We met at the bottom of the hill,, just before the Mansfield turn off. There used to be car parking in front of a petrol staion?, car workshop? or cafe? Was there a track running to the left and parallel to the main road, starting near the bottom of the hill and heading back up the hill heading south. IIRC we would park the bikes on the start of the track. From there we could hear the slower bikes heading towards us.

The disused manor house would be what we called the Villa. It was a deserted wooden summer house near Bunny woods. We would go there on summer nights. Often on a run out on Saturday night, usually along the A614 and A1, we would wait until dawn and race back to Nottingham. The extra moisture in the air seemed to help the carburation, and the bikes were a few mph faster, plus the roads were deserted. Typically we would collect at Redhill, and then race along the boulevards and out on the Loughborough road to Bunny. Babs, I didn't realise the Goldwing Trike was Maurice Kettle's. I knew his b

Alec, he rode a Norton 650SS, thickset bloke, the Norton looked pretty small when he rode it. He wore black leather jeans to go with his black leather jacket and boots, IIRC he also had a black crash helmet. I hope to be down for the Skeggy reunion next month, last year both Cranson and Nature Boy turned up for the first time. We all raise a glass to Dave Moult and Isobel Durose this year.

You could say that about the Harley, but it does have belt drive and that goes back to the early 1900's. The Norton has a rotary engine, that goes back to the 50's at least, with the German firm NSU , even so that Norton was pretty advanced for the early 80's when it was was made. The Triumph is nothing like the roadburners of the 60's

Deb and I will be thinking of Isobel at 9.30 next Tuesday Ashley. Stu, Isobel was from Dumbarton.

She came from Glamorgan wth t**s like a barrel organ, and the hairs on her dicky dido hang down to her knees. One black one, on white one, and one with a bit of Sh**e on, and the hairs on her dicky dido hang down to her knees. She wed a coal miner-------------. Thats all I can remember from the days when rugby songs were all the rage at the White Hart.

Good news

R.I.P Baz. You were a good friend.

The scooterist signalling right, What is he riding, and what make is the sidecar?

Ashley If you like, you can PM me and I will give you my phone number.

Our deepest sympathy Ashley. I have no words.

We are both very sorry to hear the bad news Ashley. It was through you and Isobel that Deb and I met at the White Hart in November '77. Deb was going to baby sit for you two that night, but another sitter turned up, so you two brought Debbie to the Hart. The four of us went back to mine, then you and Iss left on you own, and Debbie stayed. Isobel has played a pivotal part in the lives of Deb and myself, and our thoughts are with you both at this difficult time.

You're not 'moaning and groaning' Ash, please keep us informed. Debbie sends Isobel her love and best wishes.

I've just read it Ashley. We don't blame you for being so angry. Please remember us to Isobel when she is awake. Hopefully she will improve and you will be able to get her home. MGREAD1200. In February 2011 I was told by my GP that it was highly likely that I had prostate cancer. I too had to wait 12 weeks for a biopsy, and a further 2 weeks for the result. The stress involved is unbelievable, so much so that when I was diagnosed positive the stress decreased, because then I could get on with the treatment. The NHS is being deliberately run down by this government, it is over managed and p

I went to the Spiritualist Church on Derby Road many times about 30 years ago. They never asked to visit my home or asked directly for money. Although we did put some cash in the collection. I found them to be nice people, regarding the mediums, some were better than others. I received a few messages. When the medium comes to the person, sometimes there is a feeling of connection, as if no-one else is in the room but you two. One was good news, although it seemed at the time to be very improbable, it came true. Another was a warning, which I forgot, until it came true. I can't say that spir

Just imagine if Harry (Hewitt) were to become king. We would have our first English king since Harold. That's if you consider the Saxon Harold was English of course. Oh, how much I would love Diana to have the last laugh.

Nice photo's Plantfit, I have owned several of the featured bikes. The A1O of course, and the AJS 31, the Matchless G3H and G11, and what might be an Ariel Mod H, I had the girder forks version. It is obvious those bikes were ridden to the show, which is how it should be.

If the mod chicks thought scooters were fast, a pillion ride on the back of Cranson's Vincent Black Shadow would have been an experience for them.

Steady on with the feed for the cowswlip Jackson, if it likes your garden you should have quite a few in a few years time. We still have some late daffs in our garden and the bluebells are now at their peak. The lesser celandine covers most of the rest of the garden.

I have tried to upload a photo of my A10, but I can't get it right, so I will just enjoy looking at the bikes. The A10 RGS did have a silver and chrome tank like the DBD34 Gold Star. IIRC the A10 Super Rocket had a bright scarlet and chrome tank, while the tank on the A10 Road Rocket was more of a maroon shade. I've had three BSA's, a 1953 C11 plunger, a 1959 A7SS cafe racer, and a 1958 A10 Golden Flash. All of them were great fun.

I was sad to hear of Alan's death, I worked in the Cycle Design dept at Raleigh 1969-73 when the Choppers were going out the door in their tens of thousands.

Nice one

The knee length black leather boots were to protect from rain and snow,and were fur lined for warmth, if not we wore long, thick, white fishermen's socks. The hobnails prevented frequent trips to the cobblers, but had the effect of freezing our feet in winter.They also were good for throwing up a shower of sparks when cornering. Later on in the 70's we took to wearing pit boots, these had better soles, but the steel toecaps were still cold in winter. Thing was they were free.

S.W. gales here too, with rain. No problem though, we will watch the Grand Prix and then on to Radio 2 for Johnny Walker's Sounds of the Seventies. A 'Lazy Sunday Afternoon' in prospect.

Cowslips used to grow in abundance on the grassy bank at the top of Ilkeston Road. I wonder if they are still there.