the solent city scooter club dave tooley mallory park 1970       

Tales of adventure, stupidness, teenage sex desires, friendships a great time was had by all and I remember it just                                  

 

                      

 

End of an Era

 

End of an Era
by Dave Tooley



It's funny how you can map parts of your life by setting chapter milestones within it.

Joining Solent City Scooter Club was one such chapter milestone for me.  Up until that point my circle of friends was limited pretty much by male school acquaintances of a similar age (I went to an all boys school) After the day I joined I suddenly had a huge circle of friends of both the male and female kind from a variety of backgrounds within quite a large age group.  Brilliant…what a difference that made to my life almost overnight.

Immediately I had a social life (something that had been sadly missing during my 'O' level year at Grammar School) but what was better, I knew some girls!  Whoopee.

I now had places to go, people to see, a means of getting there, and my social calendar suddenly started filling up rapidly.

For a period of about 3 years there was always something to do and I was never in, there was never a chance of getting bored.

The end of the Scooter Club came quite rapidly and unexpectedly, and was another milestone for me since it spelt the closure of an era I thoroughly enjoyed.  You can tell what an impression it made on my life because of the way I can still remember many of the characters and events like they were yesterday.  I was coming up for 20 years of age, and the spectre of responsibility and adulthood loomed largely on the horizon.  My Father was bending my ear about saving a good part of my hard earned dosh towards buying a house within a few years.  I knew he was right, but just didn't want to hear it at the time.  Thank God that he did, or I would never have been in the lovely home that I have now.

Saying goodbye to your teenage is always a bit traumatizing, but when it is piled on in spades by suddenly losing something which you held most precious is a lot worse.

I struggled for quite a while to come to terms with the club being no more.  All the members were suddenly scattered to the four winds, and many I never saw again from the day we broke up.

 

 

Solent City Scooter Club
The Clubs Formation
My First Scooter
The Weekly Meetings
Trips to Stoney Cross
The Meeting Places of the Club
The Club Warehouse
The Thorngate Halls Disco
The Club Newsletter
Miss Solent City
Grumpy Old Man Blog have some fun
Scooter Picture Gallery
Contact Us
The Member List
Members Tales Then and Now
Angela Twigg
Dermot Omalley
David Seymour
John Coles Metalflake SX
Keith Champion
Muriel Rowe
Kenny Erridge
Mick Estlick
Colin Fry and Debbie
Dave Tooley
Trevor Aspden
Phil Blatch
Terry Langridge
Pete Boyle
John Searle and Jackie Catchpole
Pete Thomas
Marten Holdway
John Olde
Chris Bracey
Mick Platts (Digger)
Ken Jackson
Colin Thompson
Articles on Scooter Racing
Scooter Racing
Crystal Palace
Mallory Park
Thruxton
Lydden Hill
Castle Combe
Black Death
Les Rafferty
Scooter Rallys
The Southend Scooter Rally 1970
The Isle of Wight Rally 1970
The Comax Rally
Other Tales to Tell
Tales from the River Bank
Suzuki Stinger
Speed Cop
Ned Newman
Taking the Mick
Memories from Daves garage
First Blood
Club Party
Martens Wildcat Gp225
Such a Teaser
Braggers and Bullshitters
End of an Era
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