Originally Posted by palace15
Nice happy song to sing to yourself as you 'kneescrape' into a fast bend !!!
Yes, there was a lot of that at that time - big motorbike=certain death.
1966, half a dozen of us leave work, to the pub in Walthamstow, drink unbelievable amounts of
Closing time, onto the bikes, tear like crazy onto the old A11 Epping New Road as fast as possible to the Wake Arms roundabout hopefully negotiating the Robin Hood roundabout OK. Quick U-turn and back to someone's house in Chingford where sausage rolls and tea would be waiting courtesy of someone's mum/wife/girlfriend. Last one back's a sissy.
Looking back - it's a real horror story - not all of us wore helmets.
But we had trained - running across the surface section of the Central Line in front of the trains after school. In truth we left ourselves a lot of time before the train trundled past but there were 4 live rails to skip over.
So we all survived I'm glad to say.
Some didn't - that's where these songs came from.