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MessageSujet: Re: Early seventies skelly...   Mer 27 Jan - 11:38

Special dedicace Ordinary page 118 et 119 du numéro daté février de Scootering... Wink
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MessageSujet: Re: Early seventies skelly...   Mer 27 Jan - 12:20

Pages 108, 109, 110, 111 du TV pour mr StypeVince (sans le porte bagages !) et mr Ezekiel.....! Wink
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MessageSujet: Re: Early seventies skelly...   Mer 27 Jan - 13:37

Oliver a écrit:
Pages 108, 109, 110, 111 du TV pour mr StypeVince (sans le porte bagages !) et mr Ezekiel.....! Wink

pages 108 et 109... mis à part une jolie selle pas forcement à son avantage sur ce GP... je ne vois aucun TV à l'horizon... Suspect scratch
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MessageSujet: Re: Early seventies skelly...   Mer 27 Jan - 15:22

stypevince a écrit:
Oliver a écrit:
Pages 108, 109, 110, 111 du TV pour mr StypeVince (sans le porte bagages !) et mr Ezekiel.....! Wink

pages 108 et 109... mis à part une jolie selle pas forcement à son avantage sur ce GP... je ne vois aucun TV à l'horizon... Suspect scratch

Horreur, c'est sur le Scootering de décembre...! geek
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MessageSujet: Re: Early seventies skelly...   Jeu 28 Jan - 1:56

stypevince a écrit:
Special dedicace Ordinary page 118 et 119 du numéro daté février de Scootering... Wink

Ah, il faudra que j'aille voir ça chez Mr. LB, il y a bien longtemps que je n'achète plus Scootering (je lis Scootitude à la place ouf ).
Merci pour le tuyau, en tout cas !
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MessageSujet: Re: Early seventies skelly...   Jeu 28 Jan - 2:08

je ne suis plus abonné ....
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MessageSujet: Re: Early seventies skelly...   Sam 30 Jan - 3:40

Oliver a écrit:
stypevince a écrit:
Oliver a écrit:
Pages 108, 109, 110, 111 du TV pour mr StypeVince (sans le porte bagages !) et mr Ezekiel.....! Wink

pages 108 et 109... mis à part une jolie selle pas forcement à son avantage sur ce GP... je ne vois aucun TV à l'horizon... Suspect scratch

Horreur, c'est sur le Scootering de décembre...! geek

Finalement en regardant bien du joli TV comme je les aime y'en a.... Wink tchin
page 29... au milieu d'une collection de machines plus pimpantes les unes que les autres... LOVE
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MessageSujet: Re: Early seventies skelly...   Sam 30 Jan - 8:45

Celui qui est sur le dernier scootering,excellent...
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MessageSujet: Re: Early seventies skelly...   Sam 30 Jan - 9:11

pat69 a écrit:
Celui qui est sur le dernier scootering,excellent...

Cachotier...tu l'as reçu ?? cheers
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MessageSujet: Re: Early seventies skelly...   Sam 30 Jan - 9:20

ouais,ce matin.
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MessageSujet: Re: Early seventies skelly...   Lun 1 Fév - 17:01

scratch bon...quand est ce qu'il s'y colle ordinary boy ??!!



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MessageSujet: Re: Early seventies skelly...   Dim 16 Mai - 15:03




Arrow http://www.forums.ilambretta.com/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=23878

J'aime bien le mix réussi entre series 2 et GP.
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MessageSujet: Re: Early seventies skelly...   Dim 16 Mai - 16:20

jerome a écrit:
scratch bon...quand est ce qu'il s'y colle ordinary boy ??!!

[ixx]http://i274.photobucket.com/albums/jj267/jeromeb_1976/divers/img024.jpg[/img]

[xxx]http://i274.photobucket.com/albums/jj267/jeromeb_1976/divers/img025.jpg[/img]

Y aurait moyen d'avoir une photo + grande côté injection wal/philips?
Normalement c'est pas un truc avec lequel tu roules comme ça si facilement, à froid/à chaud, en ville, etc
C'est plutôt du ON/OFF.

Donc je suis curieux et celà me surprend.
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MessageSujet: Re: Early seventies skelly...   Mer 26 Oct - 13:23

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MessageSujet: Re: Early seventies skelly...   Mer 26 Oct - 23:40

Notez bien que je n'y connais rien, ou pas grand chose, en lambret', mais, ce n'est pas plutôt un "racer" le dernier présenté par Mr. Stype ?
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MessageSujet: Re: Early seventies skelly...   Jeu 27 Oct - 0:45

pour moi oui,c'est plutôt un racer,mais il est sympa.
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MessageSujet: Re: Early seventies skelly...   Sam 22 Sep - 2:37

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MessageSujet: Re: Early seventies skelly...   Sam 22 Sep - 2:38

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MessageSujet: Re: Early seventies skelly...   Dim 23 Sep - 10:45

les 2 sont vraiment sympa.
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MessageSujet: Re: Early seventies skelly...   Dim 23 Sep - 11:25

SkellyTwin (targatwin)
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MessageSujet: Re: Early seventies skelly...   Dim 23 Sep - 12:30

Oky, c'est ça le Skelly targa tsoin tsoin.

Les skelly, je suppose que c'est venu par la force des choses de gars
qui ont récupéré des scooters scratchés et qui n'avaient pas envie de
refaire la carrosserie et n'ont gardé que l'essentiel.
C'est ça?

Ce que je trouve super le ce skelly targa, c'est d'avoir conservé la colonne
de klaxon. Comme la colonne de fourche est masqué, ça donne l'illusion
que ça flotte dans l'air! Comme un effet d'optique.
Quand la colonne est nue ça me fait pas cet effet.
Là, j'ai l'impression de voir à travers le tablier ou que la colonne et l'optique
sont en lévitation.

Vraiment bien vu le coup de garder la colonne de klaxon.
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MessageSujet: Re: Early seventies skelly...   Dim 23 Sep - 13:56

sympa le jaune à part les selles !
mr ordinary ?
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MessageSujet: Re: Early seventies skelly...   Lun 24 Sep - 3:46

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Oky, c'est ça le Skelly targa tsoin tsoin.

Les skelly, je suppose que c'est venu par la force des choses de gars
qui ont récupéré des scooters scratchés et qui n'avaient pas envie de
refaire la carrosserie et n'ont gardé que l'essentiel.
C'est ça?

Ce que je trouve super le ce skelly targa, c'est d'avoir conservé la colonne
de klaxon. Comme la colonne de fourche est masqué, ça donne l'illusion
que ça flotte dans l'air! Comme un effet d'optique.
Quand la colonne est nue ça me fait pas cet effet.
Là, j'ai l'impression de voir à travers le tablier ou que la colonne et l'optique
sont en lévitation.

Vraiment bien vu le coup de garder la colonne de klaxon.
non,c'est surtout des skins qui avaient cette sorte de scoots,pour ce différencier des mod's.
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MessageSujet: Re: Early seventies skelly...   Lun 24 Sep - 7:26

Courtesy of "Booted and suited" by Chris Brown.

"Can you remember those illustrated kids' books from a few years back 'Where's Wally?' - where you had to find a gormless, bespectacled bloke in a red striped jumper amongst a myriad of similarly dressed characters? Trying to find who or when the first skinhead appeared in Bristol, let alone Britain is a bit like that - it goes without saying the first sightings would have been in London, course it was me old china, you wouldn't expect anything else would you, those Cockney geezers have always been one step ahead of the rest of the country haven't they? Dick Hebdige, the British media theorist and sociologist claims that some mods were spotted with boots and braces during the notorious riots with rockers at Margate and Brighton as early as 1964 - which also ties in with Mickey Smith's observations in his book 'Who wants some aggro?' whereas the spring of 1968 seems to be the more commonly accepted date for their historic debut - and as for the exact location of where he first saw the light of day, Bermondsey, Willesden and Plaistow can all lay claim to be the birthplace of the forerunner of the modern day hoodie. One of the first recorded instances of this new teenage phenomenon appearing in public came during the Great Vietnam Solidarity March in London on 17 March 1968 - 30,000 anti war demonstrators were heckled and abused by 200 "˜closely cropped local youths dressed in Millwall football club's team colours', not that these lads were making a political statement, their venom was aimed at the massed ranked hippies as opposed to the USA's involvement in south-east Asia - political animals they were not.

John Waters, an original 60s mod from Upper Holloway, London remembers vividly two very different sorts of mods, the easy on the eye West End dandies and those with a more tougher outlook - the so-called "˜hard mods' who were just a step away from being bona fide East End boot boys. Writing on the "˜Modculture' website he recalls: "˜there were two distinct types of mod within the London area. The first was the familiar scooter boys which has become the generally accepted face of sixties Modernism, however, there was another type of mod back in those days. These were the members of the many Mod "˜firms'... members of these gangs would not be seen dead on a scooter, their preferred mode of transport being a car.' These gang members not only had a different outlook but also dressed different, more uniform - "˜they were meticulous in their dress, the order of the day being the mohair suit, velvet collar overcoats and as often as not a "˜blue beat' hat.' Dick Hebdige even puts forward the idea that these hard mods "˜started sporting close cropped hair which artificially reproduces the texture and appearance of the short Negro hair styles'. There's even claims that these first skinheads were in fact "˜aspiring white Negroes' - the very first "˜wiggers' even, how odd then that in years to come skinheads would always been associated with being far right racists.

It's hard to dispute therefore that the early crophead evolved from the dying embers of the mod movement which had acrimoniously split and gone its separate ways once LSD replaced dexidrine and Meher Baba influenced Pete Townsend more than John Lee Hooker. What is harder to determine is what the original boot boys were called - peanuts, lemonheads, cropheads and the previously mentioned hard mods - all got used by the rabid red tops, desperate to find a tag for the delinquents that they could then heap all of Britain's ills on to. Certainly in those early days 'skin' heads would have been way off the mark - witness the 1969 film 'Bronco Bullfrog' - Bronco's hair is a rather scruffy, and very common, short back and sides, while the amateur 'star' of the docu-film, Dale is constantly flicking the hair from out of his eyes - take away his size 10 boots and you're back searching for 'Where's Wally?'

Contrary to popular belief, the haircut itself was not a direct descendent of the American crew cut - which left virtually no hair at the back and sides but a longer length on the top. Despite this, rather amusingly in the late 60s, US military personnel based in this country were advised to wear hairpieces to avoid them being mistaken for native, booted hooligans. More often than not a request at the local barbers for a "˜square cut' resulted in the desired effect - it was not until a year or so later that the term skinhead entered the argot of the English language and became the tag that would stay forever with any future hooligan possessing a short hairstyle, with or without the boots - even the Prime Minister of the time, Harold Wilson, speaking in parliament in 1969 used the terminology, in describing certain Tory rivals as "˜the skinheads of Surbiton'.

Surprisingly though, as the embryonic skinhead took centre stage it was not the hairstyle but the footwear that defined the cult, however the greatly revered Doc Martens were hardly worn at all - it was their surly, ugly older brothers in the guise of calf-high paratroopers, steel toe-capped workboots, army hobnails or my own personal favourites, the infinitely more comfortable monkey boots that were the preferred choice. In April 1970 The Bristol Evening Post even saw fit to send their fashion reporter Barbara Buchanan out to hunt down the 'bovver boot', full of curiosity about the boots she made a trip to GB Brittons in Kingswood, who at the time were the largest manufacturer in the world for 'safety footwear' - an oxymoron if ever there was one when the boots were in the hands, or rather on the feet, of the young skinheads.

Jim Burriss, a director of the company was naturally delighted with the latest teen fashion, Brittons had seen an increase of 29% in sales of steel-toe capped protective footwear in the previous year, but not wishing to align himself with the bovver boys he disputed that the sales were down to them entirely, 'it's a greater awareness of factory safety plus a first-class bunch of our salesmen' he stated, of course it was Jim, and just to give more credence to the fact he added that he thought ex-army stores were a more likely source for the favoured footwear, 'the old army boot could be pretty lethal, there are plenty of them available in surplus stores'. The intrepid reporter then tried her luck at an unnamed army surplus store where the proprietor stated that more and more teenage boys were buying a certain type of boot - 'these have a very heavy sole and lightweight upper, they're marvellously comfortable to walk in but the boys are buying them as a fashion'. I can only guess that they are describing Monkey boots as Doctor Marten's certainly didn't fit this description, when asked if the boys bought the lethal-looking hobnails the answer was that they did, and at 52s 6d (less than three quid) they were a lot cheaper than the others but it seems that it was the former unnamed boot that they wanted. Ironically Doc Martens came to be the boot synonymous with skinheads by a strange quirk of fate - later on in 1970 the police across the country decided that the steel toe-capped boot should be classed as an offensive weapon and that anyone wearing them could have them confiscated, or the wearer could even face arrest. That ban saw the shift to Doc Martens and within a few months they virtually became standard issue, with their simple utilitarian design becoming as much an anti-fashion statement as a very noticeable nod in recognition to their working-class roots.

Of course, you could answer 'so what?' - does it really matter why and where it all started? Click on Wikipedia, search for mods and you'll find prosaic and flowery expressions such as 'existentialist philosophy', 'middle class teenage boys' and references to French new wave films and 'penchants for jazz' - nice. Click on 'skinheads' and the hackles start to rise and the vitriol cranks up: 'entrenched class system' and 'working class sub culture' jump out at you and surprise, surprise once the brief history gets dispensed with there's a whole chapter on racism, anti-racism and politics - not so nice. It's all a bit clinical and prescriptive, there's the accurate but obvious references to the influence of home grown West Indian rude boys and the skinheads love affair with ska and reggae - but that's it, nothing that actually gets under the skin, as it were.

In some respects the early skinheads had a great affinity with the counter culture of the punks who were to burst onto the scene spitting and screaming less than a decade later, a young East End skinhead quoted in the Penguin Educational paperback The Paint House stated 'Everywhere there are f**king bosses, they're always trying to tell us what to do ... don't matter what you do, where you go, they're always there. People in authority, the people who tell you what to do and make sure you do it. It's the system we live in, it's the governor system.' Like the late 70s anarchists, skinheads grew out of disillusionment with not just those in authority but with pop and its excessive trappings. The uber coolness of the 'swinging sixties' when London music and fashion had ruled the world was on the wane - the summer of love of 1967 was the last straw, the music had lost its way, fashion had lost its head and the hair, well that was just asking for trouble. The working class youth needed their adrenaline rush as much as the more cultured middle classes, but whereas the grammar school types from the leafy suburbs escaped from their tedious life by immersing themselves in the flamboyant, expressive, drug-infused hippy culture, the comprehensive school kids from the post war concrete council estates tried to revisit an earlier period - they craved for a time when life was simpler and they tried desperately to recover a sense of tradition in a fast changing Britain, a tradition which to them, the hippy movement was trying its hardest to destroy - the social dynamic behind the skinhead cult is obvious, unequivocal and cannot be over emphasised. Thankfully these were the days when the working class were still looked upon with some affection, forty years on and the working class have been replaced by the Indian-inked, hooded, underclass - for the salt of the earth, now read the scum of the earth. It's often been said that the modern day sportswear-clad chavs have no respect for anyone or anything around them, they deliberately cover their faces and hide their eyes beneath hoods and ubiquitous checked caps - it's not respect for others the hoodies don't have, it's respect for themselves, something the first generation of skinheads had by the bucketload. Ask any skinhead from that era and they'll constantly remind you of how much they respected older people, embraced the traditional British work ethic, loved their country, loved themselves and most importantly, loved their mums.

While the cult of the hippy and flower power had weak roots, all things skin had strong ones based on traditional values. Skinheads viewed hippies with their mantra of individualism, drug taking, free love and doing their own thing as the enemy within - as one sixteen year old 'peanut' in an interview in 1968 when asked about what he was against, bluntly stated: "˜long hair, pop, hippy sit-ins, live-ins and the long-haired cult of non violence'. The reaction to the hippy movement and its music featuring sitars, cowbells and those obligatory 10 minute guitar solos, was as extreme as it was rapid, the skinheads chose to grossly exaggerate their working class background and deliberately accentuated its hard image - the braces, overtly exposed working boots, close cropped hair, collarless shirts - all stereotypical working class imagery - it could even be argued they were making a political statement but back then, politics was the last thing on a young skinheads mind, they didn't really care much for Vietnam, Tariq Ali or CND, their thoughts were elsewhere and it's those thoughts that I now hope to reveal and retell in the next few chapters, thoughts, memories and recollections of those first generation skinheads, those boys and girls who were around when the mods drew their final breath, cast off their parkas and laced up their boots, welcome to 'Booted and suited'...

I read somewhere that Bristol could have been as glorious as Rome, except the locals couldn't be bothered, or that it could be Britain's San Francisco - certainly the geography resembles the Californian city and Bristol's got an amazing bridge - and a prison, but that's where the similarities end, San Francisco was the birthplace of the free loving hippies, Bristol the birthplace of, Methodism, somehow I can't see the connection.

Since the 1950s coffee bars have played an important part in the life of the British teenager, from 'Coffee An' off Wardour Street in London to the 'Cona coffee bar' in Tib Street, Manchester, teenagers flocked to them in their droves - it's amazing what a jukebox, pinball machines and a Gaggia can do - warm, inviting, slightly racy, a hint of the continent, British youth is easily pleased. In Bristol we had the 'Never on Sunday' in Fairfax Street, just around the corner from Woolworths and the Co-op and just a stone's throw from the central police station, Bridewell, good thinking lads.

Iain McKell, the well-known fashion photographer who learnt his trade back in the 70s and 80s through shooting skinheads and new romantics and who photographed Madonna for her first magazine cover recalls: 'I remember skinheads the first time round, in 1969, when it was really hardcore. I must have been 12, 13 and I was in a cafe in Bristol when this bloke walked in, hair cropped, wearing a Ben Sherman shirt, braces, Levi's and DM boots. Then another one, and another one. And I thought hang on a minute, there's something going on here, this is a scene, there's some kind of code. And in those days it was shocking to see something like that.' A public schoolboy with working-class parents from Weymouth, McKell was awestruck by the skinheads' defiance and aggression, it wasn't long before he wanted to be part of this 'scene' - 'This big firm of lairy skinheads would stand behind the goal at Bristol City's ground [no accounting for taste], so one day I joined them, just to experience this feeling, this roar - they'd bang their boots against the corrugated tin wall behind them, then they'd surge forward in this big wave.' 'Defiance and aggression' - it's easy to see how the movement roared through Britain in the summer of 1969, a bit like Concorde had done so in the April on its maiden flight - from Filton, Bristol for the record.

This 'scene' was being repeated up and down the country, Chris Welch, the esteemed rock journalist, writing in Melody Maker in 1969 made a similar observation: 'it's a curious thing that whenever... a pillar of our bewildered society wants to cast stones, they instantly start talking about long haired louts/yobs/hippies/students etc... Yet anybody who has ventured on the streets will instinctively know that they have nothing to fear from the long-haired youth who merely wants to turn on in peace to his favourite band and chick. The sight of cropped heads and the sound of heavy boots entering the midnight Wimpy bar or dance hall is the real cause for sinking feelings in the pit of the stomach.' Strangely for someone who supposedly had his finger on the pulse of Britain's street culture, Welch identified the new breed as 'mods', it's probably easy now to look back and be critical but as the modernists first kick-started their Lambrettas some six or seven years earlier it's difficult to see how he arrived at this tag, but then again 'post-modern mods with big boots' just doesn't put the fear of god into anyone. Welch wasn't the only one who was unsure what to call this new breed of cropped haired adolescents roaming the streets of Britain - as mentioned previously the media of the day, although aware of the new youth phenomenon, were also unsure what to call them, during the period of unrest that erupted during the summer of 1969 on the streets of Bristol, the Evening Post constantly referred to them as 'The Cropheads' with their enemy of choice being 'The Rockers', as if they were two distinct street gangs in the mode of 'The Jets' and 'The Sharks' in West-side story, not that Bristol's city centre resembled Manhattan's Hells Kitchen and it certainly didn't feature Natalie Wood singing 'I feel pretty'.

Although there had been sporadic clashes between these two groups throughout the year it appears that the catalyst for all this mayhem was an assault on Saturday 19 July 1969 inside the Never on Sunday itself. A 19-year old ballsy greaser (the more common reference of the day for the rockers, or 'greebo' if you really wanted to chance your arm) from Knowle West entered the cafe and assaulted one of the 'Never' boys. In court on the Monday, he admitted that he 'butted the youth in the face threw him to the ground and kicked him', claiming that the youth had 'kept interfering with him and he just lost his head' - he had six previous convictions and was fined £30 plus £2 costs. This assault quickly resulted in a revenge attack on the '63 Club'* - the motorcycle gang's cafe in Old Market less than a mile away by the enraged cropheads, but this was just a prelude to the mass battle which took place on the following Tuesday when up to 300 youths fought in the City Centre. Under the headline 'Gangs at war' the Evening Post reported with as much relish as the modern day Daily Mail gleefully informs its outraged readers of yet another attack on a frail pensioner by a hooded thug: 'About 300 youths from rival gangs were involved in a series of running fights near the centre of Bristol ... a number of "nasty implements" were later found to have been discarded, including iron bars, sticks, broken bottles, knives and a scalpel. A number of youths faced charges including assaulting a policeman, malicious wounding, threatening behaviour and carrying offensive weapons.'

*My research threw up several names for this cafe, many seemed to think it was called the 63 Club but others offered up the '69 Club', while one of the few bikers who I managed to talk to from that era thought there was two cafes, the '66 cafe' and the '99 cafe' while someone else even reckoned it was the 'Route 66 Club'. There was certainly a motorcycle gang called the '63 Club' so it seems logical that they were named after the cafe they frequented.

Detective Sergeant Peter Webster, who opposed an application for bail by one youth stated: 'There is concern by the prosecution that they haven't heard the last of these incidents' - an understatement if there ever was one. Most arrested that night were teenagers, in fact nearly all were just 17 - most ended up with £25 fines while others were put on remand, the most serious offence by a 23-year old greaser of an assault on a police officer resulted in a two month prison sentence - or 'gaol' as it was commonly called back then. In an entirely separate incident the Evening Post also reported of a 21-year old man being shot and two other people suffering stab wounds at a party in woods in nearby Stroud in Gloucestershire. Of course this was the period of 'peace and love' - The Rolling Stones were performing for free in Hyde Park in the name of love in a concert which got hijacked by London skinheads while John Lennon and Yoko Ono were singing 'Give peace a chance' from their hotel bed, it sounds like it was falling on deaf ears, well in the West Country at any rate. The following Thursday the ante was well and truly upped...

Barry Cowan, an 18-year-old greaser from Stoke Gifford was killed when his 650cc Norton motorcycle was in a collision with another motorcycle and a Triumph Herald car in Temple Way. His distraught mother denied that Barry had ever been part of a gang, saying 'He wore a flying jacket and jeans when riding his motorcycle but never dressed way out, and behaved well at home ... and as for the German helmets and swastikas (common regalia for the bikers of the day) - he never wore anything like that and knew his father and I would not allow him in the house like that'. Undoubtedly the incident was related to the troubles of that week and perhaps this was a step too far, the next day the cropheads and the greasers met on College Green in front of Bristol Cathedral for a 'truce'. Under a photo of the two warring tribes shaking hands the Evening Post's headline proclaimed: 'Gangs relaxing but police stay alert' - the report went on to say that a crowd of 120 gathered and the truce was signed with a handshake - the two gang leaders collected £3 from their own members for a wreath for Barry. The Evening Post continued: 'Many members of the motor cycle gang seem to think his accident was an indirect result of their war with the cropheads. Police said it was being treated the same way as any fatal accident and that witnesses were still being interviewed'. What you can't fail to notice about the photo is the difference in both age and physique of the two gangs, the fresh-faced cropheads barely reach the shoulders of the greasers and while the bikers proudly display moustaches and sideburns the short-haired cropheads haven't got as much as a bit of bum fluff between them - one other curious thing about the photo is that if you look very closely you can make out a couple of black guys amongst the cropheads, more of them later.

After a week of reflection on the events the Evening Post took its eye off the Apollo 11 moon mission which was enthralling the nation and ran a half page interview with the Bristol police - the headline read 'This ugly rash will be stamped out...' the report by the esteemed reporter Roger Bennett went on to say: 'First there were the Teddy Boys. Then came the Mods and Rockers. Now, in Bristol, it's Hells Angels v. Cropheads. The names change. So do the uniforms - from drape jackets and crepe soled shoes to crash helmets and swastika-emblazoned jackets. But the disease is the same - an ugly rash of teenage terrorism. The battleground has moved from the dance halls to the streets over the years. And this makes police all the more determined to stamp out the new wave of juvenile belligerence'.

Chief Supt. George Fisher, commander of the Bristol police 'A' division discounted the suggestion that the teenage gangs should be put in a field and left to fight out whatever they are fighting about, 'whereas in the Teddy Boy era, most of the trouble was among young people in places frequented by young people, over recent years it seems to have moved into the streets. The general public, in particularly elderly people and the very young, can be badly frightened by this kind of behaviour, and we cannot allow it to continue. I must make it clear that if these young people continue with their course of conduct in the centre of Bristol or elsewhere, they will be dealt with firmly by the police.'

Another senior police officer, the aptly named Det. Supt. Frederick Clash commented '...the increasing use of weapons like sticks, knives, chains and stones, also increases the danger that someone will be seriously hurt. But it is unlikely to spiral into the use of firearms'. Then in a sentence that could be lifted from any of today's tabloids he states: 'the teenage gangs are composed of youths with juvenile minds influenced by films and TV'. However he then tries to lighten the picture somewhat 'This isn't gang warfare. It's two little groups of silly kids'. The night before this report in a scene reminiscent of the film 'The Wild One', over 60 of one group of these 'silly kids' - with names such as Danny the Pervert, Doc Puffer, Maverick, Big Jim, Ruby and Tank - all members of either the Bristol Nomads or West Coast Chapter of the Hells Angels rode into Keynsham on their Triumphs and Nortons where they stayed for an hour before leaving without causing any trouble. However the following evening 30 of them rode into Chipping Sodbury where they fought with local youths, 'beer glasses were thrown and there was fighting and swearing under the clock tower'. Contrary to the police's optimistic message, this 'teenage terrorism' was not about to fade away - the tension of that blisteringly hot summer continued into the flame red autumn, on Friday 5 September the violence erupted again, youths fought toe-to-toe on the streets culminating in a near riot. 200 youths clashed on the centre, one youth was seriously injured when he was thrown threw a plate glass window of an insurance company, a police officer also received a broken arm in the disorders which lasted for over an hour and also saw the overstretched Bristol police having to call for reinforcements from across the region - the truce was well and truly forgotten. The aggro wasn't confined to Bristol however, the same weekend saw 13 'soccer hooligans' from London arrested and fined after trouble flared at the Aston Villa v. Millwall match in Birmingham - the cult of bovver was well and truly on the march.

It was time to take off my anorak and stop leafing through the archives of the local press - I needed to talk to the instigators of all of this chaos - the faces behind this wave of juvenile belligerence. What made the young Turks of Bristol flock to the Greek-Cypriot owned cafe "˜Never on Sunday', named after the Nana Mouskouri record, on the fringe of the grim, post-war Broadmead shopping centre in the first place. I put the question to Jimmy Demitriou aka Jimmy Dee, who was born in 1953 in Bristol and whose Cypriot-born father (also known as Jim) opened up the cafe in 1966 - I had first met Jim at a reunion for the 'Never' boys at his smart cafe club, Bar-Celona, in Bristol's tough, uncompromising Kingswood district in April 2008: 'The Never on Sunday was first one unit, he [Jim's dad] opened it as a restaurant, serving mixed grills, omelettes, that sort of thing, but the kids would come in just for drinks - milkshakes, cokes - then the shop next to him came up and he bought that and put in juke boxes and pinball machines - he encouraged the mods to come in - the whole wall was just pin ball machines, the other side was seating and the juke box, we were the first cafe in Bristol catering for the kids. It was up to me and my brother (George) to buy the music - we used to get the records from Picton Street, it was Blue Beat and Motown - we had quite a few [black guys] around us like Carlton and Seymour who introduced us to Picton Street and from there on, they knew we were from the 'Never' and put the records aside for us - my own favourite was Wet Dream by Max Romeo.' This was a nice little earner for the tiny but famous RCA record store in Montpelier run by ex Teddy Boy Roy Pugh and his dad, these were the days when press coverage of black music was virtually unheard of and there was certainly very little airplay on national radio - even when it was played tinny transistors didn't do the heavily bassed-up Jamaican sounds justice. Black music charts were unheard of - word of mouth was how these records sold, get the 'Never' to put the records on their jukebox and the teenagers would flock to Roy's little emporium the following week to spend their hard-earned cash on classics by Jimmy Ruffin, the Four Tops, Derrick Morgan and Prince Buster - and the record which the Never made its own, 'Whisky and Soda' by the amusingly named Mopeds - in gratitude for boosting their profits Roy gave Jimmy a signed copy of Millie Small's 'My boy Lollipop' (giving to RCA when she once visited the shop herself) which he framed and proudly displayed in the cafe.

Jim had a good memory, he remembered fine details about his clothing and where he bought it, 'Millets' he answered, without a hint of irony, 'for the basics', he added quickly 'but a cousin to my father used to make our three piece suits', he also had a mate, Paul, who was a mechanic who souped up his Lambretta, 'it had copper sprayed side panels' he beamed - he also recalled wearing a gold chain in his waistcoat 'no watch on it mind, just the chain' he said with a smile, he was out to impress the girls. 'How about the clientele in the 'Never' Jim, can you remember the change from mods to skinheads?' I asked. Jim was hazy about the actual year but he could quite vividly recall the cold wind of change that blew down from the east 'of course the first skinheads were in London, but I remember lads being in the cafe one day dressed as mods, then literally the next day the hair was shorter and the jeans were up here and within two weeks they were all like it'. Jim went on to regale me with tales of how the lads would nick money from the pin ball machines but how his dad turned a blind eye to it, they obviously had a lot of respect for Jim Senior, well enough to nick his livelihood from under his nose that is. It turned out that the 'Never' not only had a reputation with the local constabulary for the aggro but also for the shoplifting - 'if you wanted something you could get it in the 'Never', there was one guy, he could get you anything, if you wanted a fridge he would get it for you, anything you want, someone once said 'I saw a lovely TV in Fairfax House [the large nearby Co-op departmental store]', this bloke he would ask 'what make was it?' he would then go along to Fairfax House, suss out the make, take a note of the serial number on the back, then go out and get changed into a pair of white overalls he owned - it even had 'Service engineer' on the back, he would then go back in with his overalls on and his clipboard - he even had a trolley, he would just load it up and walk out with it, anyone stopped him and he would quote the serial number and show it on his pad, saying it had to go back to the factory for repair - worked every time.'

The 'Never' eventually shut down for good in 1974, the cafe which the skinheads used to frequent closed a couple of years earlier, due in no small part to the criminal activities and the fact the kids had moved on to pastures new, the restaurant continued for a while but without the boys patronage the takings started to dwindle, on top of that, Jim's old man was heavily into gambling which didn't help - 'he went out one night with a top of the range Merc, came back with an old banger - lost it playing cards'. Jim himself obviously wasn't one of the 'top boys' - neither did he profess to be, but his clientele and his closeness with the lads in the 'Never' ensured that Jim or his dad for that matter always commanded a certain amount of respect on the streets of Bristol, if ever they found themselves in the need of a bit of 'muscle' the boys would not let them down, 'if someone threatened us, we knew we had huge back up'. Jim remembered an incident in the Silver Blades ice rink one Saturday afternoon 'I remember once I got whacked in the ice skating rink - I got nutted, there was blood all over the ice - and that was because I was chatting to some girl, Angelo [Pasco - he and his brother Willie were notorious characters on the Bristol scene] spotted me, 'Jim, Jim who did this?' Angelo wasn't skating, he walked on the f**king ice and bang bang, this bloke went down, it took five guys to get him off him. Our ties with the Pascos go further back than the 'Never' - they worked in the fruit market and my dad had his first cafe there, I used to take them their coffees and egg and bacon sandwiches - it was a real, real buzzing place, by 4 in the morning it was packed.' It turned out there was quite of few of these 'Never' lads who worked in the nearby fruit market - including one certain individual whose name would crop up time and time again, who as it turned out would 'borrow' his parents lorry to transport the skinheads around, often hidden behind the crates of fruit. More of him later..."
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