The Dawn of the Bombers

It all began a few winters back. It was a snowy Saturday when our noble leader strode purposefully through the doors of the now legendary 27 Chertsey Road, Woking. The place formerly know as SURREY SKATEBOARDS no less!

He informed the Master of this world renowned establishment, a kind faced man know to many as “the bloke from surrey skates” now know to the informed few as BB76, “I reckon I’m a long boarder”. This fact was readily agreed by one and all and our noble leader left with ‘The Arra’ firmly tucked under his arm and a few folding notes less in his pocket.

‘The Arra’. A beautiful creation finding itself one afternoon in the Ox’s parlour. ‘The Ox’, intrigued by this T.O.B., was soon to be seen rolling like the true champion he is; all over and around the streets of Sarf West London.

‘The Arra’ was soon to be joined by ‘The Bomber’. Another Dregs deck with Randall 180’s and Abec Flashback 70’s.

The first roll of this pair in unison was by BB1 and his trusted companion BB2. Richmond Park was the venue. The day was a blaze of warm glorious sunshine and our intrepid pair took to the roads like Californians. Shirts were worn around the waist, BB1 had the audacity to go round the roundabout the wrong way whilst waving at the enthusiastic public, that were showing their admiration by honking their car horns and gesticulating with many varied arm movements. BB2 was quite perturbed that some one had called BB1 ‘a pair of wankers’, but as the afternoon unfolded this pair found a cheekey little roller, about 200 metres long and rolling speeds of around 20 to 25mph, depending where and when the tale is retold.

Well…… they took off so schmoovly, BB2 up the front, BB1 20 yards or so behind. Then it happened, BB2’s board stopped in its tracks. That old enemy of the roller - road dust and silt build up, claimed another unsuspecting innocent victim. BB2 was catapulted high into the air. This of course has since been described as cartoonification personified. Our little hero was flying at the altitude of over 3 metres, legs flaying and flapping and arms doing some crazy windmill action as if to trick gravity somehow letting him fly like a hawk. But no; He landed like a bounding buffoon; three or four steps to cover an incredible distance. And down he went, manoeuvred a bit of a starsky roll and he was fine, except for the permanently damaged gangly ankle. Not put off by this they performed the first of many catamarans, and some light frottaging.

BB3 and BB1 decided, there’s plenty of rolling about, and we are damned well gonna find the best of it. So off, this pair of intrepid explorers took.

What should be pointed out at this time is BB’s 1 and 3 shouldn’t really go out in pursuit of good stuff, as they find most things brilliant and get sidetracked very easily. After they had climbed many oak trees, sheltered from the storm in trees hollowed out by lightning, basing their safety on the fact lightning doesn’t strike twice, (except for the bloke in the paper that got struck for the second time and died but that was in America), they discovered that pheasants can actually fly, and most importantly was was to be known as, ‘THE RUN’. This place cannot be identified in these pages, as we don’t want it to become a victim of its own success, unlike a few of the bombers! BB73 we’re watching you, winka winka.

After completing the run and embarking on the long walk back to the truck, parked conveniently at the Fox and Hounds (that can be found at the top of the hill of the secret location), they had the itch that needed scratching. They turned tail and rolled it again. After walking three quarters of the way back up a 2^nd time, BB2 did boldly suggest, “why don’t we go all the way to the bottom, find a pub, swift half and get a cab back to the motor?”. Sheer brilliance!

Don’t think BB3 heard the second half of this as he was off like a scalded cat down ‘the run’, with dreams of “three cold beers please bar laydee”. It was whilst these well deserved pints of wallop was being quaffed that the ‘BASTARDBOMBERS’ was indeed forged…………………

TBC

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