A quick question, meaningfull to some, irrelevant to others, it was common to cadge lifts/hitch to niters in the late 60's upto late 70's, so what eas the best motor that you arrived /or nearly (5miles from venue)arrived in that was knicked

?

But it might be fun to remember those days!

1/ Jag MK6(trueGray?) from Derby(knicked in Notts) to Wigan we got out in Bolton when we realised the shit we're were in.

2/ Nobody will believe this, but picked up by a Roller outside Manchester on way to Wigan, hitching alone, the guy turned out to be a mate of Bri 45Philips and took me round the corner to the Casino.

3/ Real style this, hitched a lift (me and Harry) from Derby to Mexborough - for "An Evening of Soul" with a old Ted in a Jag Mk2.

We gave him some gear and he came in to the do and even took us back to Derby later, right off his ducktail!

Shelly

Marc II Cortinas all the way!!!!! haha FT202 keys from Halfords,,,

Not to a nighter but in order to get to Loch Ness from Bournemouth. Got picked up one evening at 11pm (alarm bells should have rung) anyway, 3 days later we'd reached Alnwick, so close but so far LOL.

Got arrested after a high speed car chase around said Town... we (me and friend) got cigarettes and a full cooked English breakfast whilst the driver got 3 months It was a bloody Morris Minor!

Hi ALL.... YOU YOUNG OLD BOYS WITH YOUR STORYS, I LEARNT TO DRIVE IN A NICKED JAM JAR, BY THE TIME I HAD DRIVEN DON THE A1 GREAT NORTH ROAD, AND REACHED APEX CORNER, I WAS LOVING IT, AND AS I DROVE ROUND HYDE PARK CORNER AND AROUND THE DILLY, WELL I WAS AN ACE AT DRIVING, IF YOU WANT TO LEARN TO DRIVE, GO TO LONDON,

TECHNACLY SPEAKING IT IS ALMOST IMPOSSIBLE TO STEAL A CAR, AS YOU NO? IT'S A OFFENCE OF TAKING A CAR WITHOUT THE OWNERS PERMISION, AS EVEN IF YOU BUY A CAR AND HAVE THE LOG BOOK, IT DOES NOT PROVE THAT IT IS YOURS! IN LAW, ALL THE DRIVER HAS TO SAY IS I WAS GOING TO ASK BUT I COULD NOT FIND HIM/HER, TWOC OR TDA AS I AND YOU KNOW IT WAS ABOUT THE ONLY WAY TO GET ANY WHERE IN THE LATE 60s AND IN THE 70s.

NOW I HAVE TO STATE TO THIS DAY I HAVE EDDIE GRINSTEAD & ARTHER FRANCIS IN MY SOUL, SO VIVID ARE THE SCOOTER YEARS FOR ME, I CAN SHUT MY EYES AND I AM RIGHT BACK THERE IN 1967 ON A SEREIS 2 LI OR EVEN A GHOST BIKE (STRIPPED DOWN LD 150s MADE THE BEST ONES) I USED A GHOST LI150 TO RIDE AROUND NORTH LONDON ON THE LOOK FOR A GRINSTEAD SCOOTER, I WOULD STRIP IT DOWN IN 10 MINUTES AND BE OFF HOME, WITH MY LATEST COPPER AND METAL FLAKE GOODIES (BASTARD) I WAS JUST A KID,

THE MINI WAS THE MOST STOLEN CAR, AND THE EASEST TO TAKE, IF YOU HAD NOT GONE FROM STANDING NEXT TO A MINI AND DRIVEING OFF IN LESS THAN 30 SECONDS YOU DID NOT PASS THE TEST, IN MY BOOK IF THERE WAS 2 PEOPLE 20 SECONDS IS EASY DONE, FIRST THING YOU PUSHED AND SLIDED THE RARE WINDOW OF THE DOOR AS IT WAS ALWAYS FAULTY CLIP THE DOOR LEAVER GO TO THE FRONT RELEASE THE BONNET CATCH, LIFT THE FUSE BOX CAP, AND OUT A 3d BIT IN THE MIDDLE IT WAS A NEAT WAY TO CROSS THE WIRES , CLOSE THE BONNET AS YOU ENTERD THE CAR, YOU YANKED THE STEARING WHEEL CLOCK WISE AND THE STEEERING LOCK SHATERD, LIGHT UP A #6 PRESS THE IGNITION BUTTON ON THE FLOOR AND OF YOU JOLLY WELL WENT, AFTER SOME TEA I WILL TELL YOU ABOUT THE GREY MINI AND NEWPORT PAGNELL SERVICES ON THE M1, IF I REMEMBER DAVE KIL (NO SPELL CHECK SORRY).

All that was needed was a set of FS keys (not that I would know obviously),they would open anything.

Disagree slightly with Dave,early Minis didn't have steering locks,but wouldn't have borrowed one, they always broke down.

Someone ask Swish about a red 1600e Cortina............the only car I ever wrote off.

The funniest was a funeral car (not a hearse but the passenger version) Clarkie got it from a scrappy................he put on a black suit and cap,we all piled in the back,all with suits on,pulled up outside wigan,Clark got out,opened the door for us,the queue hadn't a clue what was going on.

Whilst it wasn't nicked travelling up to the Torch the brakes failed on the motorway had to very gingerly get teh car slowed down and parked. At 08:00 go looking for a breakers yard to find a brake pipe, now that really was an example of "coming down".

Edited April 15, 201114 yr by Chris L

My sister's Hillman Imp... doddle!! no key needed just a bit of wire from the battery to the coil and press the solanoid

Oh yeah and the kicking she gave me when we got home

sat in a car -a vauxhall velox 7 of us haddock knocker paul smigsy from worksop phil me and cobbyfrom sheffield flying down the m1 to the night owl in leicester when haddock opens the log book of the car we knicked and found it belonged to a sergeant in wokrsop c.i.d the paranoia as we got back into it to get home was something from a horror film!

it wasnt nicked but went with harry bell from stockport in the weirdest car id ever seen it was a metalflake zepher with alloys and grabber tyres proper pimp mobile furry everything inside, weird.( to wigan)

Edited April 20, 201114 yr by spudmurphy

Which one of you lot stole my 65 Mini Cooper (black with a white roof) from directly opposite the Casino main entrance in 1977?

There were 3 Mini`s all in a row and mine was the only one nicked

The police found it the very next day in Prescott..I had to drive over in the pissing rain on the back of a mates deathtrap FS1E (Fizzer) moped.....only thing missing was my tool box......ring any bells then does it???

I forgive you anyway, honest

Those were definately the days!!

The old FS1E eh believe it or not highly sought after and very collecable I think the yellow tanked one's are most desirable with pristene examples fetching a couple of grand.I remember a lot of the soul boy's 'round our area had them as first bike's .S.

Only rode in them - Tina F was the one with a dad in the motor trade and a bundle of Ford keys. Best she got were Mk II Cortinas - worst we had was a Vauxhall Victor which a couple of her jazz-funk mates liberated from the Octagon multi-storey in High Wycombe. Flipping thing packed up just west of Reading. We rolled up outside a pub in the village of Theale which the locals helpfully assisted us with a push into the car park. We had a couple in the pub, made our excuses that we were waiing for her old man to come out, laid low and then went on the hunt for a MkII. Sweet.

Nothing nicked just borrowed the bedford spiderbus from the youth club.

Hillman Imp, nicked by the legend that is Eric Hall for a niter in Peterborough, 1981. next morning, text book 'overheating' on the northbound A1, push it to the next lay-by, low and behold, the bill pull up and give us all the once over. Eric stayed cool as a cucumber, said he'd take his documents into Caythorpe (village) station.

what he didnt tell the cop was that his uncle was the desk sergeant there

another time was when i thumbed it to St Ives around 79, got a lift to Huntingdon station in an HGV, when i was pondering what to do next, a group of lads asked me if i wanted a lift to the Ivo. a quick call from the phonebox to the recreation centre, (we heard the shout go over the pa by a DJ for his mate to come to the phone), ten minutes later a nicked motor turns up and in we all jump!!

strange thing is, i got a lift back to Grantham with a lad who i actually work with now, a MK2 1600E

Ford Anglia , took 3 weeks to get to Wigan

p.s Shelley , Malley was only telling me the Jag tale a few weeks back, will PM you later in week .

heyup not anicked car but i remember a dj from the old english in matlock turning up to cleethorpes -nicky carter(cartwright) in a ferrari dino the kid with him whose name i forget had paid 15 quid for the pleasure when a GALLON of fuel cost 90 pence a gallon a weeks pay backin the 70 s to get from derbyshire to cleggy 15 mile to a gallon fuk nose what the cost is today by the way -i had a ford corsair 2000e to travel to cleggy it only took a lollipop stick to open as the lock was just a hole in the door!!!!!!!!!

Edited May 21, 201113 yr by roggert

heyup not anicked car but i remember a dj from the old english in matlock turning up to cleethorpes -nicky carter(cartwright) in a ferrari dino the kid with him whose name i forget had paid 15 quid for the pleasure when a GALLON of fuel cost 90 pence a gallon a weeks pay backin the 70 s to get from derbyshire to cleggy 15 mile to a gallon fuk nose what the cost is today by the way -i had a ford corsair 2000e to travel to cleggy it only took a lollipop stick to open as the lock was just a hole in the door!!!!!!!!!

Nick is still into Ferrari's .I believe he owns the franchise to service them , not sure what his patch covers though. I remember him having one stuck in his garage when he lost his license . did you know Bridget who went to the OE ?

I thought that Nicky was selling Ferraris form his garage outside Tansley.

My understanding was that he'd got rid of the Dino because he couldn't afford the fuel/insurance/tax etc etc then, though why I don't know, he lost his license in middle 73 and Cleethorpes wasn't going then, but then I remember he did have the Dino for a short period in'74.

I know he had around 50 motoring offences and when up in front of the beak, when asked about having no brakes his reply was " don't use them, haven't you heard of heel and toe" he also had a Right On the Torch badge in place of a tax disc on his Lotus at the time, class and a 6 month ban!

Didn't Bridgette marry Dave Gilanders or did that end before the altar? saw him at his brother Robs 60th do the other week, first time for 30 odd years and didn't like to ask.

Shelly

Edited May 22, 201113 yr by shelly

Nick is still into Ferrari's .I believe he owns the franchise to service them , not sure what his patch covers though. I remember him having one stuck in his garage when he lost his license . did you know Bridget who went to the OE ?

yeah bridget and her fookin enormous eyes when she ad stimulants her brother was called phil think she was from near bakewell area .

I think Bridget is now married and living in Turkey. The last time I saw her was at a Kings Hall nighter in Stoke several years back. Wasn't she from Matlock originally?

lt was about 1987/88 and l was dee-jaying regularly for EASC promotor KEN COX at the fleet centre in PETERBOROUGH,

anyway, one saturday evening about 10pm there was a knock at the front door, standing there looking pleased with

himself was SMOOTHY DAMON. he said, hurry up l've left the engine running. So l quickly got my record box from my room

and loaded it into the boot of his car, anyway we got started and l said "nice motor smoothy, l didn't know you could drive,

when did you learn to drive? he said, it's not my car tone, l've borrowed it. From who? says l, well actually tone, I NICKED IT

ABOUT TEN MINUTES AGO!!! 'kin 'el, l said we'd better get to peterboro' before the geezer notices it missing.

BUT. . . let me add, we took it back to where he'd "borrowed" it on the sunday morning after the niter.

Nice one smoothy, we must do it again sometime soon eh?

Tony Warot.

hi steve, how is it nobody stole a really flash motor like a TR7? like the one l stroled off with when l worked

at KENNINGS CAR HIRE in Bedford. l had collected it from a lady who lived way out in the countryside

and couldn't return it herself, so me and another chap went to get it, on the way back it was raining like

l'd never seen before so l stopped in a layby until it eased up a bit, YEAH. . .5 hours later and it's 8:45pm

and after hours, l decide l'll go home in it & explain the following day (wednesday) anyway, it got to friday

afternoon and l've still got the car but haven't been to work. My parents were on holiday so if anyone

from Kennings came round to look for me, they'd find an empty house. It's now SUNDAY and l've just

driven from wigan in it, the woman next door came to see me saying that the police want to talk to me

urgently, they've been trying to trace me AND the car since mid-week but l've not been home since tuesday

(on purpose) It finally ended at 11pm that evening when 3 policemen and Mrs Cottle from Kennings came

to call. She said don't try to explain where you've been, you're sacked. Best of it is.., she didn't want to press

charges cos she said that l was good at my job, dismissal is embarrasing enough, no harm was done to

the car and don't come anywhere near the shop. She topped it off by calling me a foolish basta*d as she left

Tony Warot. (car thief and gentleman)

hi steve, how is it nobody stole a really flash motor like a TR7? like the one l stroled off with when l worked

at KENNINGS CAR HIRE in Bedford. l had collected it from a lady who lived way out in the countryside

and couldn't return it herself, so me and another chap went to get it, on the way back it was raining like

l'd never seen before so l stopped in a layby until it eased up a bit, YEAH. . .5 hours later and it's 8:45pm

and after hours, l decide l'll go home in it & explain the following day (wednesday) anyway, it got to friday

afternoon and l've still got the car but haven't been to work. My parents were on holiday so if anyone

from Kennings came round to look for me, they'd find an empty house. It's now SUNDAY and l've just

driven from wigan in it, the woman next door came to see me saying that the police want to talk to me

urgently, they've been trying to trace me AND the car since mid-week but l've not been home since tuesday

(on purpose) It finally ended at 11pm that evening when 3 policemen and Mrs Cottle from Kennings came

to call. She said don't try to explain where you've been, you're sacked. Best of it is.., she didn't want to press

charges cos she said that l was good at my job, dismissal is embarrasing enough, no harm was done to

the car and don't come anywhere near the shop. She topped it off by calling me a foolish basta*d as she left

Tony Warot. (car thief and gentleman)

Was that the time when we forgot to pick a certain gentleman from Stoke up on the way ? .........feed me tone

absolutely martyn, the best of it is. . . l wasn't worried about the sh*t l knew l'd receive on my return home.

can you remember the excuse we had for NOT picking up Dave Alcock???

tone.

A Rolls Royce!!!

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or was it an Austin A35????

absolutely martyn, the best of it is. . . l wasn't worried about the sh*t l knew l'd receive on my return home.

can you remember the excuse we had for NOT picking up Dave Alcock???

tone.

Cant remember the excuse you gave to Dave , I remember him ariving at about 6 in the morning spewing fire though !......I do remember that pile of steaming shit on your drive when we got home from Yate one morning , now I can understand you not being worried about the shit you were in over that motor but that literal pile of shit scared the hell out of me when your old man was waving the shovel around

Cant remember the excuse you gave to Dave , I remember him ariving at about 6 in the morning spewing fire though !......I do remember that pile of steaming shit on your drive when we got home from Yate one morning , now I can understand you not being worried about the shit you were in over that motor but that literal pile of shit scared the hell out of me when your old man was waving the shovel around

A quick question, meaningfull to some, irrelevant to others, it was common to cadge lifts/hitch to niters in the late 60's upto late 70's, so what eas the best motor that you arrived /or nearly (5miles from venue)arrived in that was knicked

?

But it might be fun to remember those days!

1/ Jag MK6(trueGray?) from Derby(knicked in Notts) to Wigan we got out in Bolton when we realised the shit we're were in.

2/ Nobody will believe this, but picked up by a Roller outside Manchester on way to Wigan, hitching alone, the guy turned out to be a mate of Bri 45Philips and took me round the corner to the Casino.

3/ Real style this, hitched a lift (me and Harry) from Derby to Mexborough - for "An Evening of Soul" with a old Ted in a Jag Mk2.

We gave him some gear and he came in to the do and even took us back to Derby later, right off his ducktail!

Shelly

Nicked a dumper off a building site in Huntingdon to get to St Ives all nighter in 76, 4 people in the front bucket and me driving, they always use to leave the starting handle near the dumper in them days on sites, me being a bit of a big head said I can get that started pointing to a dumper, a quick swing and you were off, cut right accross the golf course, saved walking, friends still talk about it these days still.

Chippy

If bieng in a car when the driver got hijacked counts ,twice that come to mind.The first was at a st ives all nighter about 76 when myself,Wilky,Ronnie Edwarsds from huntingdon and a

couple of folk from cambridge all squeezed(about 6 of lads and a couple of girls approx) into a car at four in morning to leave the all nighter for a brief visit back to Ronnies in Huntingdon.After about an hout at Ronnies we set back for the all nighter(only a couple of miles away)as soon as we left Huntingdon Ronnies shouting at the driver ,"Get out ,out now youre going the wrong way I know a shortcut",After some man handling Ronnies ends up in the driving seat and were tearing down a country lane,all of sudden he stops ,jumps out and pushes open one of those big five bar gates,gets in and were off again.Turns out his shortcut is across a golf course at the back of the st ivo centre and hes rally crossing over it ,mud flying and cutting up all the greens skidding everywhere to our great amusement,He comes to a low fence that he drives straitght through and across down a couple more little lanes and into the car park at the all nighter where he stops and hands the keys to the owner who was sitting squashed in the back staring into space and not happy.The car itself was a ford granada if I recall rightly belonging with its driver to somewhere in cambridge.I do believe he was one of a number of drivers Ronnie had at the time.

The second time was on the way back from a cleethorpes all nighter in the earlier part of the 70s.I had gone there from the North Park with Wilky and Rug Bowers in a bloke from Kettering who used to be a bit of a record collecter called Mick Brown in his( sure it was?)triunph herald.Uneventful journey there ,good all nighter,wilky and rug disapear into a bunch of record boxes as per norm and we meet up in the morning to go back.We had got about ten miles out of cleethorpes and wilky and rug were putting records on the disco-tron and making up words all about Mick ,his driving,the clothes he was wearing and worse.All three of us were in stiches laughing but Mick on a back ender didnt think it funny but this only made it worse.Me and Rug were sitting in the back and wilky the passneger seat where he started making Micks life hell,nudging the wheel,putting a hand in front of his eyes asking him crazy questions .This went on for a few miles so Mick I dont know what for? asks wilky if he would like to drive?So the car stops they change seats and wilky immediately turns the car round in the middle of the road and heads back towards cleethorpes,hes also stop going fast slow along the road (lucky therent wasnt a lot of traffic but what there was were not amused.Micks begging him to stop and turn round,so at the next round bout wilky looks like hes going to do just that but instead just keeps going round and round eventualy we head in the direction of corby with wilky still driving eraticaly and were singing along to sounds on the discotron Rug now djing.Micks sreaming now at wilky that he wants his car back so a bit further on at a lay by wilky stops opens the door and gets out by a lay by,saying you can have it.Mick full of joy leaps straight into the driving seat happy as a sandboy but his expression changes instantly as he realise Wilkys took the keysand as he raiss his head and looks out the windscreen theres wilky waving the keys at him smiling , he is standing about twenty yards further up by the side of the road with his thumb out hitching a lift.A hgv truck and trailer comes along almost straight away stops, opens his door and wilky makes to climb in we can see him looking back smiling and waving at us. Mick meanwhile is sitting in the car with us and hes really pissed off watching thinking he s going to have to hot wire his own car.Wilky of course as a wind up just talks to the hgv driver and then walks back to the car dangling the keys.Still not over though as mick has to get out and chase him round the lay by to get them back including a small detour into a patch of woods all the time wilky waving the keys and laughing just out of reach.Eventualy having been given back control of his car we set off for corby again but wilkys still giving the odd nudge to the wheel and the odd making a grab for the keys but no more full scale hijack

,though when we stopped later further down the road to get drinks from a garage(at our request)Mick made sure he took his keys holding on to them like grim death.We got back to Corby early evening having set out from cleethorpes about half nine ten the journey taking about eight hours more than usual due to the hijack and wed been laughing all the way(all the stuff about must have a gloomy look when blocked)Mick eventualy dropped us off at Wilkys mums where we carried on listening to more records etc and he went back to Kettering..Ive got a feeling Mick might still be about i do believe he told folk afterwards that was the last time he would give us a lift anywhere?The look on Micks face when the first lorry to come along after wilky stuck his thumb out actually stopped,priceless.

Edited May 2, 201213 yr by manusf3a

i will let you know tomorrow= not found it yet

If bieng in a car when the driver got hijacked counts ,twice that come to mind.The first was at a st ives all nighter about 76 when myself,Wilky,Ronnie Edwarsds from huntingdon and a

couple of folk from cambridge all squeezed(about 6 of lads and a couple of girls approx) into a car at four in morning to leave the all nighter for a brief visit back to Ronnies in Huntingdon.After about an hout at Ronnies we set back for the all nighter(only a couple of miles away)as soon as we left Huntingdon Ronnies shouting at the driver ,"Get out ,out now youre going the wrong way I know a shortcut",After some man handling Ronnies ends up in the driving seat and were tearing down a country lane,all of sudden he stops ,jumps out and pushes open one of those big five bar gates,gets in and were off again.Turns out his shortcut is across a golf course at the back of the st ivo centre and hes rally crossing over it ,mud flying and cutting up all the greens skidding everywhere to our great amusement,He comes to a low fence that he drives straitght through and across down a couple more little lanes and into the car park at the all nighter where he stops and hands the keys to the owner who was sitting squashed in the back staring into space and not happy.The car itself was a ford granada if I recall rightly belonging with its driver to somewhere in cambridge.I do believe he was one of a number of drivers Ronnie had at the time.

The second time was on the way back from a cleethorpes all nighter in the earlier part of the 70s.I had gone there from the North Park with Wilky and Rug Bowers in a bloke from Kettering who used to be a bit of a record collecter called Mick Brown in his( sure it was?)triunph herald.Uneventful journey there ,good all nighter,wilky and rug disapear into a bunch of record boxes as per norm and we meet up in the morning to go back.We had got about ten miles out of cleethorpes and wilky and rug were putting records on the disco-tron and making up words all about Mick ,his driving,the clothes he was wearing and worse.All three of us were in stiches laughing but Mick on a back ender didnt think it funny but this only made it worse.Me and Rug were sitting in the back and wilky the passneger seat where he started making Micks life hell,nudging the wheel,putting a hand in front of his eyes asking him crazy questions .This went on for a few miles so Mick I dont know what for? asks wilky if he would like to drive?So the car stops they change seats and wilky immediately turns the car round in the middle of the road and heads back towards cleethorpes,hes also stop going fast slow along the road (lucky therent wasnt a lot of traffic but what there was were not amused.Micks begging him to stop and turn round,so at the next round bout wilky looks like hes going to do just that but instead just keeps going round and round eventualy we head in the direction of corby with wilky still driving eraticaly and were singing along to sounds on the discotron Rug now djing.Micks sreaming now at wilky that he wants his car back so a bit further on at a lay by wilky stops opens the door and gets out by a lay by,saying you can have it.Mick full of joy leaps straight into the driving seat happy as a sandboy but his expression changes instantly as he realise Wilkys took the keysand as he raiss his head and looks out the windscreen theres wilky waving the keys at him smiling , he is standing about twenty yards further up by the side of the road with his thumb out hitching a lift.A hgv truck and trailer comes along almost straight away stops, opens his door and wilky makes to climb in we can see him looking back smiling and waving at us. Mick meanwhile is sitting in the car with us and hes really pissed off watching thinking he s going to have to hot wire his own car.Wilky of course as a wind up just talks to the hgv driver and then walks back to the car dangling the keys.Still not over though as mick has to get out and chase him round the lay by to get them back including a small detour into a patch of woods all the time wilky waving the keys and laughing just out of reach.Eventualy having been given back control of his car we set off for corby again but wilkys still giving the odd nudge to the wheel and the odd making a grab for the keys but no more full scale hijack

,though when we stopped later further down the road to get drinks from a garage(at our request)Mick made sure he took his keys holding on to them like grim death.We got back to Corby early evening having set out from cleethorpes about half nine ten the journey taking about eight hours more than usual due to the hijack and wed been laughing all the way(all the stuff about must have a gloomy look when blocked)Mick eventualy dropped us off at Wilkys mums where we carried on listening to more records etc and he went back to Kettering..Ive got a feeling Mick might still be about i do believe he told folk afterwards that was the last time he would give us a lift anywhere?The look on Micks face when the first lorry to come along after wilky stuck his thumb out actually stopped,priceless.

On reviewing this I realised I made a mistake the lad was called Paul Brown not Mick,a good lad though I saw him recently at Nuneaton for the first time in many years and he seems to be doing well,I didnt ask him then but I sure bet he can remeber that drive back from cleethorpes nighter with Wilky ,Rug and myself.Oh and Ronnies driver was "Hienz"from cambridge.

Edited May 14, 201410 yr by manusf3a

Tony Warot you are a very naughty boy. I still think you never got over my "interaction" in the hire car we had in Wigan car park. The girl was from Halifax and I went to err ehmm "collect" a record for you. Ha ha! Nicking/borrowing TR7 indeed. What did Geoff your neighbour have to say??

went with some of the lads to nott's pally niter on public transport (sat) come out next morning about 07.30.Had to wait for buses to start running .two of the lads disappeared 30mins later pull up in a posh black daimler  m8 say's get in ,had a posh ride home turn's out it belong to the Sheriff of Nottingham! they  Dumped  near a wood close to home.   the persons responsible know who they are (Mick)

Edited May 15, 201410 yr by richo991

A quick question, meaningfull to some, irrelevant to others, it was common to cadge lifts/hitch to niters in the late 60's upto late 70's, so what eas the best motor that you arrived /or nearly (5miles from venue)arrived in that was knicked

?

But it might be fun to remember those days!

1/ Jag MK6(trueGray?) from Derby(knicked in Notts) to Wigan we got out in Bolton when we realised the shit we're were in.

2/ Nobody will believe this, but picked up by a Roller outside Manchester on way to Wigan, hitching alone, the guy turned out to be a mate of Bri 45Philips and took me round the corner to the Casino.

3/ Real style this, hitched a lift (me and Harry) from Derby to Mexborough - for "An Evening of Soul" with a old Ted in a Jag Mk2.

We gave him some gear and he came in to the do and even took us back to Derby later, right off his ducktail!

Shelly

 

 

I plead the fifth.

 

 

But I do remember you could get into a Cortina with a lolly stick.

Edited May 14, 201410 yr by Kegsy

went with some of the lads to nott's pally niter on public transport (sat) come out next morning about 07.30.Had to wait for buses to start running .two of the lads disappeared 30mins later pull up in a posh black daimler  m8 say's get in ,had a posh ride home turn's out it belong to the Sheriff of Nottingham! they  Dumped  near a wood close to home.   the persons responsible know know they are (Mick)

I may be having a grey moment but what year was that as i went to millions of Notts Pally all-dyers but don't recall any niters

 

Mick  (Not the mick you related to in your post)

Edited May 14, 201410 yr by Mick Boyle

went with some of the lads to nott's pally niter on public transport (sat) come out next morning about 07.30.Had to wait for buses to start running .two of the lads disappeared 30mins later pull up in a posh black daimler  m8 say's get in ,had a posh ride home turn's out it belong to the Sheriff of Nottingham! they  Dumped  near a wood close to home.   the persons responsible know know they are (Mick)

 

Robbing the rich to transport the poor.  Nice one.

Pink for Consul, with a side spot light and white roof, Bench seats, no belts of course... Like driving a bed!!

 

M

Someone ask Swish about a red 1600e Cortina

 

 

Please  tell me you didn't let him drive at anytime.

The idea of Swish in charge of a vehicle, especially after a nighter, does not bear thinking about.

just the once ! down to casino , ford escort MK1.....came as a pleasant surprise , plus it was parked back were it came from . honest rouges !

Not an allnighter. But my scooter broke down on the way to Scarborough one Easter in the early 80s. Just north of Stratford. Luckily myself and a mate Mark, pushed it in the hope of getting help, only to stumble across a motorbike garage.

We left it there and decided to hitch. Eventually getting picked up outside york Racecourse by an extremely swish car with a big sunroof. The lad driving looked like he didnt have 2 pennies etc. Turns out he nicked it and was planning a day trip to the coast. So he rerouted to Scarborough.

He thought it was funny to stand up on the pedals, with his head out the sun roof navigating that way.

 

I died a hundred deaths between York and Scarborough.

Robbing the rich to transport the poor.  Nice one.

Lovely quote.

I may be having a grey moment but what year was that as i went to millions of Notts Pally all-dyers but don't recall any niters

 

Mick  (Not the mick you related to in your post)

 

Yes Mick,all niters at the Palais.'76 maybe later.

"Borrowed" a Lambretta Trojan bubble car to go to a weekender in the northwest the other week.....

 

"Borrowed" a Lambretta Trojan bubble car to go to a weekender in the northwest the other week.....

 

Wonder if anyone ever nicked a donkey to get to Wigan after theyd been to the highland room?

Wonder if anyone ever nicked a donkey to get to Wigan after theyd been to the highland room?

 

Possibly a drug mule?

I was thinking about this the other day, but traveling to bradford in  a nicked capri has to be one of my personal highlights, the guy who'd knicked it, later a member of the tunstall mafia is now an alccy and vagrant I see around sometimes, though I thought he was cool as fuck at the time. after all were all just few feet from the gutter.

Yes Mick,all niters at the Palais.'76 maybe later.

Right in my hay-day as well. I must be going senile  

I recall hearing a story about Shaun Adams turning up at a Cleethorpes weekender in a motor and upon arriving parking up and then starting to paint the car a different colour by hand to avoid it being recognised as he had acquired it en route to get there! Maybe Taffy or the Silver Fox Steve G can confirm if this is true or an urban legend

Possibly a drug mule?

Magic,I love  these sort of posts ,brings out the best in people!!!!!Also I really hope the urban legend about painting the car really is true as things like that only add to the greatness of the scene.Came out of a cleethorpes all nighter one morning from the pier mid seventies,someones car was under water driven out during low tide  and only a part of it visible bet that brought the owner down with a bang.Culprits were said to be a well known colllection of fellows from Manchester?One of the "fellows ",had come over to me about thirty approx times through the nighter saying"Got  any dikes,go on whos got the dikes,wheres the dikes,Dikes are phoo ken magic ,the dogs bollux etc",in the morning I bet the car owner had wished there was a dike of a diferent sort in front of his car and the sea on the other side of it!!!!!!

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Wonder if anyone ever nicked a donkey to get to Wigan after theyd been to the highland room?

Every week a different one!.........surely you must have seen them parked in the multi-story? 

 

Not to a niter, but a load of us (19) nicked an ambulance to go to Lincoln v Peterborough in 1975, blue light and sirens all the way