Teehee...a true sidecar legend..I have very fond memories of once, back in the eighties, setting off from my wee tent in the cow pat field at the Southern100, about 8 in the morning...wending my way to Castletown for a shower and then some breakfast.
As I passed the garden with the peas foolishly planted close to the back wall...heehee...I heard a funny noise..sort of OHOHOHooooooh...groaning sort of noise....I crossed the road and found a well known sidecar driver in the ditch.
He was not well at all, and had just wakened up after an interesting evening in the Ship,,,well...among other places...and he wondered precisely where he was, and where the b******s he thought were his friends, might be...