I had a Raleigh Commando.
similar style frames, but some differences.Do you realize it was just a Raleigh Shopper with a different seat and mudguards?
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And less air in the tyres, too.Do you realize it was just a Raleigh Shopper with a different seat and mudguards?
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Got one of them but a year or so older (standard DT shifters not those posh Shimano 'aero' ones)
Loved my Grifter..👍I should probably not barge into this thread just to yell that I hate Raleigh bikes and the only good Raleigh bike is one at the bottom of a canal. Because that would be rude. Not just the bikes, the whole company. The reps who used to strut around the British trade shows in their black shirts sneering at everyone else in the trade - literally laughing at the new fangled mountain bikes because "heavy/stupid/ugly no-one will ever buy them!" (but within 18 months were marketing the regurgitated postal bike the Bomber as a 'British Mountain bike' so desperate and inept were they, and terminally committed to the 3 speed SA internal hub). Then their appalling treatment of the Sturmey Archer and Brooks workforce - literally selling the land from under their jobs, and now, their race to the bottom, chasing ever cheaper eastern factories. Couldn't bring themselves to pay for Taiwanese quality assurance, nah, fark it, Cambodia, Vietnam, Pakistan, wherever they can get them cheapest. For decade after decade relying on a population of non-cyclists vague after-whiff of a reputation for quality which is not just woefully out of date, but positively archaeological. So. Anyway. Sorry. Carry on.
Everybody loved their Grifter.Loved my Grifter..👍
There was one well known Lancashire bike shop owner who refused to have anything to do with Raleigh on account of their sales reps’ snotty attitude.I should probably not barge into this thread just to yell that I hate Raleigh bikes and the only good Raleigh bike is one at the bottom of a canal. Because that would be rude. Not just the bikes, the whole company. The reps who used to strut around the British trade shows in their black shirts sneering at everyone else in the trade - literally laughing at the new fangled mountain bikes because "heavy/stupid/ugly no-one will ever buy them!" (but within 18 months were marketing the regurgitated postal bike the Bomber as a 'British Mountain bike' so desperate and inept were they, and terminally committed to the 3 speed SA internal hub). Then their appalling treatment of the Sturmey Archer and Brooks workforce - literally selling the land from under their jobs, and now, their race to the bottom, chasing ever cheaper eastern factories. Couldn't bring themselves to pay for Taiwanese quality assurance, nah, fark it, Cambodia, Vietnam, Pakistan, wherever they can get them cheapest. For decade after decade relying on a population of non-cyclists vague after-whiff of a reputation for quality which is not just woefully out of date, but positively archaeological. So. Anyway. Sorry. Carry on.
Interesting.I should probably not barge into this thread just to yell that I hate Raleigh bikes and the only good Raleigh bike is one at the bottom of a canal. Because that would be rude. Not just the bikes, the whole company. The reps who used to strut around the British trade shows in their black shirts sneering at everyone else in the trade - literally laughing at the new fangled mountain bikes because "heavy/stupid/ugly no-one will ever buy them!" (but within 18 months were marketing the regurgitated postal bike the Bomber as a 'British Mountain bike' so desperate and inept were they, and terminally committed to the 3 speed SA internal hub). Then their appalling treatment of the Sturmey Archer and Brooks workforce - literally selling the land from under their jobs, and now, their race to the bottom, chasing ever cheaper eastern factories. Couldn't bring themselves to pay for Taiwanese quality assurance, nah, fark it, Cambodia, Vietnam, Pakistan, wherever they can get them cheapest. For decade after decade relying on a population of non-cyclists vague after-whiff of a reputation for quality which is not just woefully out of date, but positively archaeological. So. Anyway. Sorry. Carry on.