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Originally Posted by Man-of-Mystery 


Come to think of it, the police were probably acting unlawfully, nicking bootlaces and braces. I remember thinking that at the time, but none of us mouthed off about it.


Does anyone else from 'back in the day' remember any times when someone actually 'talked back' to a copper?

At the time we thought the police were taking a bit of a liberty but we just went along with it. We just wanted to get down to the seafront and have a laugh. I remember there was some fuss in the papers regarding the legality of what they did but the Southend Police (and Essex Police in general) were hard cases not to be argued with. We ran into M & S, generally caused havoc,and knicked balls of string to tie up our boots.

On one occasion half a dozen of us were arrested running on to Dagenham East station. The police had two cars and dogs and we were handled roughly. The police station was next door to the trains, about a 100 yard walk, but they put us in vans to transport us. The only crime we had committed was for ticket evasion and we didn't have a clue what was going on. All dressed up, suited and booted , we were accused of a car garage robbery and there was a witness that said it was us. She even pointed me out directly. We knew we were innocent so there was a bit of back chat and one mate told to get rid of his chewing gum just spat it, at a distance, straight into a bin. Classic. The copper went wild but just at this point the real villains were brought into the station. They were Irish didicoys and looked nothing like us. We were told to go on our way without so much as an apology. We 'dined-out' on that story for years.

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Originally Posted by Man-of-Mystery 


Come to think of it, the police were probably acting unlawfully, nicking bootlaces and braces. I remember thinking that at the time, but none of us mouthed off about it.

Apart from talking my way out of getting nicked for trying to bunk into the cinema in Lewisham through a back exit (which wasn't really 'mouthing off' apart from the fact that I remember grinning at one of the coppers and saying, "Come on, mate, if someone had really seen us from a window, you wouldn't be just talking to us, you'd be taking us down the station"), the only time I can remember anyone complaining about something was when my mate Mark decided he was going to march into the police station to complain about something. I remember going with him. I remember he was as angry as hell. I remember his complaint wasn't listened to.

But I can't remember what he was actually complaining about! I must be getting old.

Does anyone else from 'back in the day' remember any times when someone actually 'talked back' to a copper?

in 74 i got nicked outside Stamford Bridge by a Gavver on a horse who ( wrongly ) thought i was taking the piss out of him - i got pulled along by my hair for 200 yards by him and his horse trotting and then he slapped me around the face when away from the crowd with his short whip .. got a £200 fine as well for 'obstruction ' . My black mate would get 'nigger this ' nigger that ' off the OB on a weekly basis . 

In late '69 whilst playing cards for money with some mates (3 card brag) one of the boys mentioned that he had heard a rumour that the Mile End Mob were planning to burn down the travelling fair at Barking Park. We decided to go along as observers.

When we got there hundreds of kids were roaming around. I remember that my crew were dressed in Harringtons but at the park most of the East End boys had a military look and were wearing flying Jackets etc. Police were there in force and eventually we were shepherded towards the exits followed by 30 odd fairground workers. Then it kicked off. I was chased and caught by two gippos. The police looked on as I took a beating, but I stayed on my feet and managed to run across the dodgem ride and get away. My mate Les got cornered by two OB and as he was about to get arrested he realised he could lose his new apprenticeship job down at Fords so he lashed out hitting one of the coppers and knocking his helmet off.. He got away and jumped on a bus that was passing the park gates.

Luckily they never got him and he kept his job. I returned to Barking Station with plenty of cuts ,bruises and a black eye, but in one piece. I was treated like a hero and I got a buzz from the reaction of others but in truth I just got caught out.

Great story Bob the Badger.Lasttye interesting quote about the west indians.I vote it goes in the book.

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Originally Posted by Kingstonian 

Here is another good London caff. This one does not shut in the afternoon like many. So you can get some food down you after work before you go out on the town.

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/foodanddrink/restaurants/9946398/Its-not-haute-cuisine-but-the-Regency-Cafe-has-got-top-London-restaurants-licked.html

That looks like a great caff.Good to know it is still surviving.I noticed a picture of Alan Gilzean on the wall. Perhaps one of the finest headers of a ball, ever.

For football history the Cassettari Caff (long since gone) played a big part

 A West Ham fan might argue that the groundwork for winning the World Cup in 1966 begun in the Cassettari.