As I Recall It Life Was Simpler But Make No Mistake....
A Memory of Burnt Oak.
Burnt Oak was a place of indiscriminate and random violence. If you were unlucky enough to be a minority I'm sure it was much worse. There were several years when skinheads (and other plain thugs) ruled the streets.
I'd like to know what happened to a friend of mine (with an unpronounceable - and equally unspellable) name. He was a coloured fellow with one ear that was missing (I believe he had a skin graft) and his name was pronounced KWEMAY - I think it was spelt Quemea. He was a first class friend and I would love to say "Hi" to him if he is still around. We're talking here of the late sixties/early seventies. Good luck to all who survived the times.
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You probably don't remember me as I was a few years younger than you but I remember you well in that incredible box cart which you had.
I used to live in the Greenway and remember the chap you are speaking of. Not sure how his name is spelt either but I did see him earlier this year, I think it was in Asda at Colindale and he was with a young lady who was obviously his daughter.
Don't really see many familliar faces round here anymore and the place has changed so much. I agree with what you said about the attitude in Burnt Oak back then, especially for lads like us who came from Colindale....proper outsiders and most of my mates were from anywhwere except Burnt Oak.
Strange really, I chose to live here but I guess we are all a little wiser with age now mate.
Keep well,
All the best
Mick Heapy
I bought a motorbike off Kwemey in 1970.