I used to go to the motor racing at Brands Hatch back in the early seventies, as a teeenager, and I collected the driver autographs whenever I could. I would often get ten or fifteen monickers from hanging around the paddock and pits. One meeting, I only got two signatures for some reason. Both of them (Jo Siffert and Jo Bonnier) died in crashes within six months. Lucky I didn't get any more that day I suppose...
I used to go to the motor racing at Brands Hatch back in the early seventies, as a teeenager, and I collected the driver autographs whenever I could. I would often get ten or fifteen monickers from hanging around the paddock and pits. One meeting, I only got two signatures for some reason. Both of them (Jo Siffert and Jo Bonnier) died in crashes within six months. Lucky I didn't get any more that day I suppose...
My old man used to take me around that era too. It's hard to believe it now but motor racing was so dangerous back then, with hardly any concession to safety. So many drivers lost their lives.
Jackie Stewart was the main campaigner for improved safety but incredibly, many of his suggestions were frowned upon by the racing fraternity.
I used to go to the motor racing at Brands Hatch back in the early seventies, as a teeenager, and I collected the driver autographs whenever I could. I would often get ten or fifteen monickers from hanging around the paddock and pits. One meeting, I only got two signatures for some reason. Both of them (Jo Siffert and Jo Bonnier) died in crashes within six months. Lucky I didn't get any more that day I suppose...
One of Jo Bonnier’s old F1 cars being raced at Brands Hatch today in a historic meeting.
Police came into the office where I use to work, looking for volunteers to appear in a identity line up, they were looking for people of a certain build and they asked me if I'd like to participate in the line up during lunchtime, me and 2 others from our office attended the police station, stood in the line up and low and behold the victim/witness picked me, the police questioned me as to my whereabouts on the date the crime took place and I had no idea, try remembering where you were on a certain day at a certain time 3 months previous. After about 15 minutes of being questioned the police said that I could go away and try to remember where I was, I'm sure they knew that I wasn't the man they were after and they phoned me the next day thanking me for my time and that they didn't need anymore information from me.
I used to go to the motor racing at Brands Hatch back in the early seventies, as a teeenager, and I collected the driver autographs whenever I could. I would often get ten or fifteen monickers from hanging around the paddock and pits. One meeting, I only got two signatures for some reason. Both of them (Jo Siffert and Jo Bonnier) died in crashes within six months. Lucky I didn't get any more that day I suppose...
One of Jo Bonnier’s old F1 cars being raced at Brands Hatch today in a historic meeting.
Police came into the office where I use to work, looking for volunteers to appear in a identity line up, they were looking for people of a certain build and they asked me if I'd like to participate in the line up during lunchtime, me and 2 others from our office attended the police station, stood in the line up and low and behold the victim/witness picked me, the police questioned me as to my whereabouts on the date the crime took place and I had no idea, try remembering where you were on a certain day at a certain time 3 months previous. After about 15 minutes of being questioned the police said that I could go away and try to remember where I was, I'm sure they knew that I wasn't the man they were after and they phoned me the next day thanking me for my time and that they didn't need anymore information from me.
That happened to a bloke that I used to work with in RBS in Islington n'all.
Police came into the office where I use to work, looking for volunteers to appear in a identity line up, they were looking for people of a certain build and they asked me if I'd like to participate in the line up during lunchtime, me and 2 others from our office attended the police station, stood in the line up and low and behold the victim/witness picked me, the police questioned me as to my whereabouts on the date the crime took place and I had no idea, try remembering where you were on a certain day at a certain time 3 months previous. After about 15 minutes of being questioned the police said that I could go away and try to remember where I was, I'm sure they knew that I wasn't the man they were after and they phoned me the next day thanking me for my time and that they didn't need anymore information from me.
Not the first, this happened to me and my workmates back in the 60's when my mate was picked out. Like all good friends, we went back to work and left him, he turned up about 30 minutes later. He was never in serious problem.
I have two sisters and two brothers. I have a sister who is three months younger than me , and a brother who is three months younger than my youngest sister
I have two sisters and two brothers. I have a sister who is three months younger than me , and a brother who is three months younger than my youngest sister
I have two sisters and two brothers. I have a sister who is three months younger than me , and a brother who is three months younger than my youngest sister
Never knew you lived in Norfolk
There’s 4 kids and 2 parents - they can count them on the fingers of one hand in Norfolk.
When they were teenagers in the early '70s, Ms AA and her friends re-arranged the traffic cones at Heathrow to divert David Cassidy's car down a cul-de-sac so they could get up close with their idol.
I have two sisters and two brothers. I have a sister who is three months younger than me , and a brother who is three months younger than my youngest sister
Went for a job interview one evening after work at a bank in the West End .Took the wrong door on the way out and got locked in .No such thing as mobile phones then .Got let out by security the next morning
i used that one with my ex missus about 20 years ago as well ;-)
I have two sisters and two brothers. I have a sister who is three months younger than me , and a brother who is three months younger than my youngest sister
When they were teenagers in the early '70s, Ms AA and her friends re-arranged the traffic cones at Heathrow to divert David Cassidy's car down a cul-de-sac so they could get up close with their idol.
When they were teenagers in the early '70s, Ms AA and her friends re-arranged the traffic cones at Heathrow to divert David Cassidy's car down a cul-de-sac so they could get up close with their idol.
Millwall did that with a wolves coach I think
They took wolves down a cul-de-sac and sucked them off?
Back in the eighties before mobile phones I was driving past a phone box and pulled over to make a quick call. Went into phonebox and picked up receiver whilst delving into my tight ish jeans for some change. Some little scroats had daubed super glue all over the handset and I was stuck fast. I got a passer by to go into one of the shops and ask for a spoon as I thought I might be able to prise it off my hand. Whilst I was doing this someone unbeknown to me had called 999 and a few minutes later two fire appliances and a police car turned up. By this point. Quite a crowd had gathered and I just wanted the earth to swallow me whole. Anyway. The fire brigade didn’t mess about. They got some bolt croppers and cut through the silver reinforced cable. Now I was mobile but still with handset stuck to my hand. I was heading off to my car as fast as I could but the copper stopped me and said that no way was I driving with a phone stuck in my hand. He had called an ambulance which arrived and I was almost forced into the back and was blue lighted to Kings College A & E. Being admitted to A & E via ambulance got me seen pdq. The doctor didn’t have a scooby about what to do and after failing to prise the phone off he left me in the consulting room and disappeared. I was obviously a laughing stock because people ( nurses, etc) kept sticking their heads into the room to have a look at the knobhead with a bright blue phone and silver cord hanging from his hand. After a few calls apparently the doctor spoke to the national poisons unit who suggested that drips of oil of lavender be applied. This was done once they managed to get some from somewhere and an application lasting about three hours and the phone was off.
About a month later I got a letter from British Telecom or it might still have been the GPO at that point informing me that as the incident had been malicious and not my fault they wouldn’t be pursuing me for the damage. They did ask for their handset back though.
Back in the eighties before mobile phones I was driving past a phone box and pulled over to make a quick call. Went into phonebox and picked up receiver whilst delving into my tight ish jeans for some change. Some little scroats had daubed super glue all over the handset and I was stuck fast. I got a passer by to go into one of the shops and ask for a spoon as I thought I might be able to prise it off my hand. Whilst I was doing this someone unbeknown to me had called 999 and a few minutes later two fire appliances and a police car turned up. By this point. Quite a crowd had gathered and I just wanted the earth to swallow me whole. Anyway. The fire brigade didn’t mess about. They got some bolt croppers and cut through the silver reinforced cable. Now I was mobile but still with handset stuck to my hand. I was heading off to my car as fast as I could but the copper stopped me and said that no way was I driving with a phone stuck in my hand. He had called an ambulance which arrived and I was almost forced into the back and was blue lighted to Kings College A & E. Being admitted to A & E via ambulance got me seen pdq. The doctor didn’t have a scooby about what to do and after failing to prise the phone off he left me in the consulting room and disappeared. I was obviously a laughing stock because people ( nurses, etc) kept sticking their heads into the room to have a look at the knobhead with a bright blue phone and silver cord hanging from his hand. After a few calls apparently the doctor spoke to the national poisons unit who suggested that drips of oil of lavender be applied. This was done once they managed to get some from somewhere and an application lasting about three hours and the phone was off.
About a month later I got a letter from British Telecom or it might still have been the GPO at that point informing me that as the incident had been malicious and not my fault they wouldn’t be pursuing me for the damage. They did ask for their handset back though.
You missed a trick there. You could have patented the world's first mobile phone.
Back in the eighties before mobile phones I was driving past a phone box and pulled over to make a quick call. Went into phonebox and picked up receiver whilst delving into my tight ish jeans for some change. Some little scroats had daubed super glue all over the handset and I was stuck fast. I got a passer by to go into one of the shops and ask for a spoon as I thought I might be able to prise it off my hand. Whilst I was doing this someone unbeknown to me had called 999 and a few minutes later two fire appliances and a police car turned up. By this point. Quite a crowd had gathered and I just wanted the earth to swallow me whole. Anyway. The fire brigade didn’t mess about. They got some bolt croppers and cut through the silver reinforced cable. Now I was mobile but still with handset stuck to my hand. I was heading off to my car as fast as I could but the copper stopped me and said that no way was I driving with a phone stuck in my hand. He had called an ambulance which arrived and I was almost forced into the back and was blue lighted to Kings College A & E. Being admitted to A & E via ambulance got me seen pdq. The doctor didn’t have a scooby about what to do and after failing to prise the phone off he left me in the consulting room and disappeared. I was obviously a laughing stock because people ( nurses, etc) kept sticking their heads into the room to have a look at the knobhead with a bright blue phone and silver cord hanging from his hand. After a few calls apparently the doctor spoke to the national poisons unit who suggested that drips of oil of lavender be applied. This was done once they managed to get some from somewhere and an application lasting about three hours and the phone was off.
About a month later I got a letter from British Telecom or it might still have been the GPO at that point informing me that as the incident had been malicious and not my fault they wouldn’t be pursuing me for the damage. They did ask for their handset back though.
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Jackie Stewart was the main campaigner for improved safety but incredibly, many of his suggestions were frowned upon by the racing fraternity.
About a month later I got a letter from British Telecom or it might still have been the GPO at that point informing me that as the incident had been malicious and not my fault they wouldn’t be pursuing me for the damage. They did ask for their handset back though.
Neither of them had heard of Jimmy Seed.