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redbag did you work for mecca
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A guy called Eddie used to run a shop for Mecca on the Portobello
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DODGY ROG,
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I am going to do a book of these soon!!!
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Already been tried, she wanted proof of copyright and £640.
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But I am a professional writer who has his own publishing company so will obviousy do it all myself, although the copyright thing is something I am looking at because it isn't entirely clear.
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The person who started this off gets copyright, shirley ?
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Still no word on Crackerjack btw.
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The pen hoarder
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Indy on the Meridan estate in Watford. Charlie (verbal-never-my-fault-I-lost type of guy). His horse got bumped in a 30 runner calvary charge at Doncaster and finished last. He turned to the settler and screamed repeatedly for her to phone the course and demand a stewards enquiry - wanted all the horses disqualified and his placed first, seriously. Another day he backed a 3 & 2 in the dogs. As they passed the line it looked like 2 just got it from 3. Cue screaming histrionics - they eventually called 3 & 2 (bad angle view). He never said a word, quiet as a mouse, just went up and got his money. He was soon barred and started terrorising other Watford bookies
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Lewes Road Laddies in Brighton.
During the 90s I worked in Brighton for laddies and was based mainly in this shop. DaveEdwards isn't my real name. Anyone reading who used the shop in that time might recall the Man City lad behind the counter. Anyway............ The following were old(ish) at the time and may no longer be with us. No disrespect is meant to any of them as I liked them all. Bill the boxer. Billy was a former boxer who from what I gather would have been a fair prospect but for a hip injury. At 76 he was still in training. He wouldn't think twice about dropping to the floor to do 20 press ups or shadow box his way around the shop. He hardly ever bet, but I do recall him having a bet with a few selection 5p doubles. His first 2 won, one of which was 16/1. He went ballistic jumping up and down! Whenever you saw him he insisted on shaking your hand, because he was a sportsman. Unfortunately I think he may have taken the odd punch too many and he wasn't exactly the most lucid of people. Most of the time I couldn't really understand what he was trying to say, except when there had been a big fight on the tv the previous night. I think he reserved the last part of what still functioned properly upstairs for his true passion and he would go into great detail about how Eubank should have done this with his guard etc etc. It was the only time he made any sense. Once told me he was ready for muggers! To look at him it was obvious he didn't have a pot to p!ss in and didn't have anything worth pinching! The Magic Man - Pete At first sight you wouldn't really know what to expect from him. About 60, his hair was always immaculately combed, usually wearing a suit. Then you looked down and saw the trainers! He had what can only be described as a bit of a drink issue. He was nearly always drunk and used to be given his dole money in smaller amounts throughout the week as they knew he'd blow it all early otherwise. He had a few phrases the main one being "That's magic!" Small punter £2 max and if he did hit you knew it was going straight on the White Lightening. Apparently he'd been Sussex pole vault champion in his youth. Time has dimmed my memory of a lot of his antics, but I recall at the time thinking you could get a stage character out of him. He was one of those people that whilst everyone might have a bit of a laugh at his expense if he fell off a chair or something, all the people liked him. Janet Again, mid 70s. She had very striking features and had undoubtedly been a very attractive woman in her youth. Loved Vodka and smoked roll ups. One day she turned up just as racing was about to start and stood in the doorway having pushed the door open. Steaming drunk. She moved forward, tripped over the step and went flying banging her head on the door hand on the way to the ground. I ran round from behind the counter and helped her to a seat. After a few minutes she got up and started betting. She spent the afternoon in the shop with no obvious effects, well apart from the lump that appeared on her forehead. It looked a little like one of those bumbs that appears on a Tom & Jerry cartoon, it was massive! She was so drunk she didn't feel any pain. The next morning she came into the shop and explained to me that her new shoes were a bit slippy and that was why she fell over. One day the Magic Man comes into the shop drunk and sets eyes on Janet. He starts following her around the shop telling her she's gorgeous and trying to kiss her! She shouts at him that she has no idea who he is and doesn't want to know! Marvellous days. |
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Lewes Road Laddies in Brighton.
During the 90s I worked in Brighton for laddies and was based mainly in this shop. DaveEdwards isn't my real name. Anyone reading who used the shop in that time might recall the Man City lad behind the counter. Anyway............ The following were old(ish) at the time and may no longer be with us. No disrespect is meant to any of them as I liked them all. Bill the boxer. Billy was a former boxer who from what I gather would have been a fair prospect but for a hip injury. At 76 he was still in training. He wouldn't think twice about dropping to the floor to do 20 press ups or shadow box his way around the shop. He hardly ever bet, but I do recall him having a bet with a few selection 5p doubles. His first 2 won, one of which was 16/1. He went ballistic jumping up and down! Whenever you saw him he insisted on shaking your hand, because he was a sportsman. Unfortunately I think he may have taken the odd punch too many and he wasn't exactly the most lucid of people. Most of the time I couldn't really understand what he was trying to say, except when there had been a big fight on the tv the previous night. I think he reserved the last part of what still functioned properly upstairs for his true passion and he would go into great detail about how Eubank should have done this with his guard etc etc. It was the only time he made any sense. Once told me he was ready for muggers! To look at him it was obvious he didn't have a pot to p!ss in and didn't have anything worth pinching! The Magic Man - Pete At first sight you wouldn't really know what to expect from him. About 60, his hair was always immaculately combed, usually wearing a suit. Then you looked down and saw the trainers! He had what can only be described as a bit of a drink issue. He was nearly always drunk and used to be given his dole money in smaller amounts throughout the week as they knew he'd blow it all early otherwise. He had a few phrases the main one being "That's magic!" Small punter £2 max and if he did hit you knew it was going straight on the White Lightening. Apparently he'd been Sussex pole vault champion in his youth. Time has dimmed my memory of a lot of his antics, but I recall at the time thinking you could get a stage character out of him. He was one of those people that whilst everyone might have a bit of a laugh at his expense if he fell off a chair or something, all the people liked him. Janet Again, mid 70s. She had very striking features and had undoubtedly been a very attractive woman in her youth. Loved Vodka and smoked roll ups. One day she turned up just as racing was about to start and stood in the doorway having pushed the door open. Steaming drunk. She moved forward, tripped over the step and went flying banging her head on the door hand on the way to the ground. I ran round from behind the counter and helped her to a seat. After a few minutes she got up and started betting. She spent the afternoon in the shop with no obvious effects, well apart from the lump that appeared on her forehead. It looked a little like one of those bumbs that appears on a Tom & Jerry cartoon, it was massive! She was so drunk she didn't feel any pain. The next morning she came into the shop and explained to me that her new shoes were a bit slippy and that was why she fell over. One day the Magic Man comes into the shop drunk and sets eyes on Janet. He starts following her around the shop telling her she's gorgeous and trying to kiss her! She shouts at him that she has no idea who he is and doesn't want to know! Marvellous days. |
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Lewes Road Laddies in Brighton.
During the 90s I worked in Brighton for laddies and was based mainly in this shop. DaveEdwards isn't my real name. Anyone reading who used the shop in that time might recall the Man City lad behind the counter. Anyway............ The following were old(ish) at the time and may no longer be with us. No disrespect is meant to any of them as I liked them all. Bill the boxer. Billy was a former boxer who from what I gather would have been a fair prospect but for a hip injury. At 76 he was still in training. He wouldn't think twice about dropping to the floor to do 20 press ups or shadow box his way around the shop. He hardly ever bet, but I do recall him having a bet with a few selection 5p doubles. His first 2 won, one of which was 16/1. He went ballistic jumping up and down! Whenever you saw him he insisted on shaking your hand, because he was a sportsman. Unfortunately I think he may have taken the odd punch too many and he wasn't exactly the most lucid of people. Most of the time I couldn't really understand what he was trying to say, except when there had been a big fight on the tv the previous night. I think he reserved the last part of what still functioned properly upstairs for his true passion and he would go into great detail about how Eubank should have done this with his guard etc etc. It was the only time he made any sense. Once told me he was ready for muggers! To look at him it was obvious he didn't have a pot to p!ss in and didn't have anything worth pinching! The Magic Man - Pete At first sight you wouldn't really know what to expect from him. About 60, his hair was always immaculately combed, usually wearing a suit. Then you looked down and saw the trainers! He had what can only be described as a bit of a drink issue. He was nearly always drunk and used to be given his dole money in smaller amounts throughout the week as they knew he'd blow it all early otherwise. He had a few phrases the main one being "That's magic!" Small punter £2 max and if he did hit you knew it was going straight on the White Lightening. Apparently he'd been Sussex pole vault champion in his youth. Time has dimmed my memory of a lot of his antics, but I recall at the time thinking you could get a stage character out of him. He was one of those people that whilst everyone might have a bit of a laugh at his expense if he fell off a chair or something, all the people liked him. Janet Again, mid 70s. She had very striking features and had undoubtedly been a very attractive woman in her youth. Loved Vodka and smoked roll ups. One day she turned up just as racing was about to start and stood in the doorway having pushed the door open. Steaming drunk. She moved forward, tripped over the step and went flying banging her head on the door hand on the way to the ground. I ran round from behind the counter and helped her to a seat. After a few minutes she got up and started betting. She spent the afternoon in the shop with no obvious effects, well apart from the lump that appeared on her forehead. It looked a little like one of those bumbs that appears on a Tom & Jerry cartoon, it was massive! She was so drunk she didn't feel any pain. The next morning she came into the shop and explained to me that her new shoes were a bit slippy and that was why she fell over. One day the Magic Man comes into the shop drunk and sets eyes on Janet. He starts following her around the shop telling her she's gorgeous and trying to kiss her! She shouts at him that she has no idea who he is and doesn't want to know! Marvellous days. |
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Lewes Road Laddies in Brighton.
During the 90s I worked in Brighton for laddies and was based mainly in this shop. DaveEdwards isn't my real name. Anyone reading who used the shop in that time might recall the Man City lad behind the counter. Anyway............ The following were old(ish) at the time and may no longer be with us. No disrespect is meant to any of them as I liked them all. Bill the boxer. Billy was a former boxer who from what I gather would have been a fair prospect but for a hip injury. At 76 he was still in training. He wouldn't think twice about dropping to the floor to do 20 press ups or shadow box his way around the shop. He hardly ever bet, but I do recall him having a bet with a few selection 5p doubles. His first 2 won, one of which was 16/1. He went ballistic jumping up and down! Whenever you saw him he insisted on shaking your hand, because he was a sportsman. Unfortunately I think he may have taken the odd punch too many and he wasn't exactly the most lucid of people. Most of the time I couldn't really understand what he was trying to say, except when there had been a big fight on the tv the previous night. I think he reserved the last part of what still functioned properly upstairs for his true passion and he would go into great detail about how Eubank should have done this with his guard etc etc. It was the only time he made any sense. Once told me he was ready for muggers! To look at him it was obvious he didn't have a pot to p!ss in and didn't have anything worth pinching! The Magic Man - Pete At first sight you wouldn't really know what to expect from him. About 60, his hair was always immaculately combed, usually wearing a suit. Then you looked down and saw the trainers! He had what can only be described as a bit of a drink issue. He was nearly always drunk and used to be given his dole money in smaller amounts throughout the week as they knew he'd blow it all early otherwise. He had a few phrases the main one being "That's magic!" Small punter £2 max and if he did hit you knew it was going straight on the White Lightening. Apparently he'd been Sussex pole vault champion in his youth. Time has dimmed my memory of a lot of his antics, but I recall at the time thinking you could get a stage character out of him. He was one of those people that whilst everyone might have a bit of a laugh at his expense if he fell off a chair or something, all the people liked him. Janet Again, mid 70s. She had very striking features and had undoubtedly been a very attractive woman in her youth. Loved Vodka and smoked roll ups. One day she turned up just as racing was about to start and stood in the doorway having pushed the door open. Steaming drunk. She moved forward, tripped over the step and went flying banging her head on the door hand on the way to the ground. I ran round from behind the counter and helped her to a seat. After a few minutes she got up and started betting. She spent the afternoon in the shop with no obvious effects, well apart from the lump that appeared on her forehead. It looked a little like one of those bumbs that appears on a Tom & Jerry cartoon, it was massive! She was so drunk she didn't feel any pain. The next morning she came into the shop and explained to me that her new shoes were a bit slippy and that was why she fell over. One day the Magic Man comes into the shop drunk and sets eyes on Janet. He starts following her around the shop telling her she's gorgeous and trying to kiss her! She shouts at him that she has no idea who he is and doesn't want to know! Marvellous days. |
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sorry, I kept pressing it as it said it coundn't process the request.
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Great stuff dave edwards.
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a mate of mine has been a shop manager for twenty odd years. He sometimes posts on the racing forum as cink no 1 fan. I'll ask him to contribute to this great thread cos i'm sure he has loads of similar tales to tell. Need to keep this thread up for a few days though.
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"eavy 'anded' harry" still makes me p1$$ :^0
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a bit like only fools and horses.....you've seen/read it umpteen times before but it still doubles you up.....total class. :^0 |
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AITL's right - The Shield was very good.
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AM I TOO EARLY 31 Jul 02:05
Anyone from west london must know the bloke that lived under the m4 flyover at chiswick in cardboard boxes..and punted in hundreds beard and a black cap would arrive in the shop with a plastic bag full of newspapers with 50s in them he had doe .. looked like a beggar not the worse judge in the world either .. the strangest character i ever seen i used to manage for ********* seen him many a time never heard him talk .. would be about 60 now probably long gone .. never said a word but on the occasion i seen him on the street would just nod @ me.. circa 1990 -------------------------------------------------------------- That would be Chcken George,was very high up in the then GPO,but came home one day and found his wife in bed with his best friend,and lost the plot. Started living under the flyover down by Chiswick roundabout,got hold of an old push bike built a trailer for it and used to go round west London collecting scrap. Used to see him in WH's in Turnham Green Terrace often. Got run over and killed by a bus in Brentford a few years back. All said and done he was a true gent,may he rest in peace. |
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There's a guy who lived in the same place now for the past 10 years.....sure he got run over...?
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Yep Chicken george got run over,the guy there now moved in after George died,real nasty character this new guy. |
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Can't be doing his mood much good.....living under the flyover...
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TTT!!!
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Hope you're doing well AM I TOO LATE.
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some funny tales on here
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hello biscuit - long time no see.
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