I read in your notes of the request to show us your sheds. The first photo shows the lean-to that I put on my shed. I used the existing neighbour’s fence and put plastic on
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Category: Letters
Ogri’s true age
It was nice to read about ‘Ogri’ on page 10 of the latest OBM. However, he’s older than you suggest: Ogri first appeared in Bike magazine in 1972, which was 47 years ago, not 41.
Read moreOutfits, trailers and a Matchless
As you can see, I have enclosed photos of our motorbike and sidecar; my husband Robin thought you might be interested. Forty years ago I passed my test on the motorbike and sidecar. As you
Read moreLetter from America
Winter is upon us here in southern California as we are seeing our first rain today since before summer. There’s still plenty of opportunity to ride though! Thank you again for the Old Bike Marts,
Read moreFirst bikes, take three
I noted your call for photos of readers’ first bikes. Here is my 1949 D1 Bantam after I had decided to remove everything that I considered too heavy. I even fitted a thin wooden seat
Read moreEnfield duo revealed
I refer to OBM 414 and the letter from David Sparrow – the photograph of the two lads on their new Royal Enfields. The lads are the Smith brothers, twins if memory serves me correctly,
Read moreBurning bright
On the front page of your December 2019 issue you carry a picture of Fred Whittle on the big ‘pussy cat’ Panther sidecar in the ’48 Colmore Cup Trial. Fred was a regular campaigner of
Read moreFirst bikes, take two
My first bike, in about 1957, an Ariel 350 (left). At 17, any bike that was affordable was ardently wished for. I was told that it had been Hartley-tuned; and living on the doorstep of,
Read moreFrom New Imp to VanVan
My first bike article in OBM has tempted me to send in the following, you may find the pictures suitable for publication. As a first-year apprentice in 1953, I was offered this New Imperial for
Read moreFirst bikes, take one
Your request for pictures of us readers on our first bike made me think of those careless days before National Service, marriage, family and so on, when there were just girlfriends, our mates, their bikes and the
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