JoeyB
Go on, tilt your head!
- Location
- Fareham, Hampshire
I had a Grifter. It got stolen. Then I got a policeman knock on the door one day and they told me they had recovered the bike and it was at the station ready for me to collect. I couldn't understand as we never even bothered reporting it as we lived on a pretty rough council estate and bikes went walkies all the time. It turns out that one of the lodgers next door had nicked it out of the garden and his brother had told him he was out of order and got it recovered...not sure why he didnt just put it back in the garden but thats the story I remember lol.
Funnily enough these two brothers were literally the estate kingpins, no one ever messed with them! I think because they used to frequent our neighbours house (local den lol) and would quite often play football with me, they ended up feeling guilty for pooping on their own doorstep as it were. It then turns out that a half sister that I hardly ever saw was also in with estate mafia family and once they realised I was 'family' I NEVER had any problems on the estate again....lol
Those were the days!
Funnily enough these two brothers were literally the estate kingpins, no one ever messed with them! I think because they used to frequent our neighbours house (local den lol) and would quite often play football with me, they ended up feeling guilty for pooping on their own doorstep as it were. It then turns out that a half sister that I hardly ever saw was also in with estate mafia family and once they realised I was 'family' I NEVER had any problems on the estate again....lol
Those were the days!