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  • When the summers never seemed to end

    When the summers never seemed to end

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    I enclose two photos which I took in 1966 and which, I hope, will help me find a great friend from that time. His name is Geoff Davis, and when I last saw him during the early 1980s he was a ship’s engineer, and I think he lived in Portsmouth or Plymouth. In the photo…

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  • Zundapp ‘Grun Elephant’ mystery is solved

    Zundapp ‘Grun Elephant’ mystery is solved

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    After reading John T Walker’s enquiry last month about the Zundapp 601 twin that he brought back from Germany in 1964 after serving there in the Army, I bought that very machine from a man who lived in Shoreham, West Sussex, in 2004, and owned it until 2006. While going through my old photos a…

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  • Pete’s Prattle

    Pete’s Prattle

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    We’ve had some interesting themes in Old Bike Mart during the past couple of years, from old-fashioned bike shops and favourite motorcycling cafes to sidecar outfit antics and rides from hell, and your response has always made brilliant reading – but one we haven’t touched on so far is the plethora of cheap aftermarket accessories…

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  • What happened to my Zundapp twin?

    What happened to my Zundapp twin?

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    I was once the proud owner of a 600cc Zundapp which I bought while serving in the Army in Germany, when its British Zone number plate was FK 59 B. I eventually brought it into the UK customs-cleared, and a new number, 710 BRX, was issued. I sold it to a local man here in…

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  • Umberslade feature brought a surprise – for there I was!

    Umberslade feature brought a surprise – for there I was!

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    Thank you for your excellent magazine. I enjoy reading it every month. What surprised me last time was finding myself pictured top centre on page 33 at my drawing board while working at Umberslade Hall. I worked next to the writer, John Finch, and got along with him very well. I remember visiting him at…

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  • Horsman’s photo evoked some great memories

    Horsman’s photo evoked some great memories

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    It was good to see Bruce Preston’s photo of Horsman’s of Liverpool in the last issue. I worked in the workshop there for a year or so in 1970/71. The workshop foreman was Ted Gatward and the Phil Read look-alike was Dave Lodge, with Brodie ever the English gent. Good memories! Brian Tolliday, Email Read…

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  • Have Bantam racer, will travel – well hopefully at least!

    Have Bantam racer, will travel – well hopefully at least!

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    I had several memorable trips during my first year of BSA Bantam racing in 1964. At the time I was a butcher working in Monmouth, and the return trip from my home in Gloucester was 15 miles each way. One Thursday afternoon in February my Royal Enfield was leaking oil and I couldn’t fix it…

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  • Pete’s Prattle

    Pete’s Prattle

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    One of the great joys of editing Old Bike Mart is receiving the many motorcycle club journals that are kindly sent to me each month. Those who edit and write for them are the unsung heroes of motorcycle journalism, providing countless brilliant historical and technical articles, riding memories and event reports – and the layout…

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  • Mystery sidecar was a Mitzi

    Mystery sidecar was a Mitzi

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    Being a fan of sidecar outfits and three-wheelers, I very much enjoy the articles by Mick Payne, and his article on the Honda outfit (October), in which he was unsure of the sidecar’s origin, was interesting. The sidecar is a Watsonian Mitzi, and the model was developed to fit on to 250cc MZs in the…

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  • Home from the war – on a Coventry-Eagle?

    Home from the war – on a Coventry-Eagle?

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    Attached is a 1947 photo of my uncle, Harold Newton, sitting on his Coventry-Eagle. At least that’s what I think it is, but perhaps other readers could comment. It was taken in Sheffield, probably in the rear garden of the family home in Crookesmoor, after he returned from the war. He spent the entire time…

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