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A Frogger: Summer1976_003 Me on my Puch M50 Gp that my parents bought me for my 16th birthday. Note go slower flares...
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A Frogger: Summer1976_009 Chris on his Casal K190(?)
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A Frogger: Summer1976_011 Jon on his mighty Casal Phantom 5. He was the only one who had a job and could afford such exotica. I seem to remember him insisting it did over 60mph...
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A Frogger: Summer1976_012 Me fooling about as usual, possibly laughing at the seized Casal
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A Frogger: Summer1976_007 I dont know why I am on the floor laughing. Maybe because nothing has fallen off Chris's bike all day.
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A Frogger: Summer1976_010. I seem to be admiring my reflection in Chris's mudguard. I dont know why.
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A Frogger: Summer1976_005 The small end on Chris's bike seized or "locked solid" as he put it. We rubbed it down with sandpaper and he rode it 150 miles home at 30mph. No change there then...
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A Frogger: Summer1976_008 Note the go-faster streamlined top box on my Puch M50 Grand Prix
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A Frogger: Summer1976_006 Jon finds something funny about my lovely Stadium piss-pot helmet
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A Frogger: Summer1976_004 I think I am demonstrating how Barry Sheene would ride a Puch...
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A Frogger: Summer1976_002 at the campsite. I seem to have brought my Ferguson transistor radio with me to listen to wonderful Radio 1 roadshows...
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A Frogger: Summer1976_001 Me looking daft, Jon looking cool...
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A Frogger: Managed to find the campsite just now and re-created that summer. I have aged rather well I think....