Alan Whicker said:
I have some limited experience with the HA. They're no saints but It was very much a case of "We don't bother 'civilians', but if you come looking for trouble, you'll definitely find it". They used to drink in a pub I went to a lot in Bradford. They never caused any bother but I do remember them being pretty er, nasty to one bloke who insulted a barmaid. The bloke ended up leaving the pub via a window, like in a cowboy film. He was the singer of the band I was due to see later, as it turned out. The NME later interviewed him in hospital.
A year or so back I was waiting at some lights on my old (1974) Vespa and an Angel roared up next to me. "I used to have one just like that" he shouted, before zooming off. I bet he wouldn't have said that if his mates had been with him
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One of the Bradford guys, Les, used to work in a bike shop in town. It used to break Moto Guzzis so I often went in for bits for mine. He had a hook instead of a hand. Not sure they were real Hells Angels MC though, I always thought they were Blue Angels.
The wannabes were worse than the real thing. When I used to live near Coventry there were the proper Hells Angels from the Warwick sort of area, Coventry Road Rats and the Satan's Slaves. The Road Rats were peanuts. The Slaves were a bit better, I used to know three or four of them, two brothers, one of whom, Chris, had a coffin bolted onto a pram chassis as a sidecar, the other brother had a nice chopped Bonneville, but no licence. He went by the name of Scum. Mate of mine put L plates on it for a laugh once. Still hiding now!
The other two were shadowier beings, one the brother of my best mate Ozzy (RIP, killed in a race at Mallory Park). He was OK, but as a young teen I sensed a real menace around him and some of his friends. The other was called Rabbi, and I never saw him on a bike, he always seemed to be driving a pick-up truck. He once accidentally reversed over Ozzy's Superdream , and when we told him he laughed and drove off.