The old man was born, one of 14 kids, in Shepherds Bush, London in 1933.
After army service in Cyprus he joined the merchant navy and in berween trips away conceived his only child, a boy.
His son saw little of his father in the early years, in fact one of his sons first memories of his dad was being on the back of his Royal Enfield on the North Circular Road screaming 'faster dad, faster'.
From that time on the son had an instilled love of motorbikes of all kinds, a love that is still there some 50 years later.
The old man passed away at 03:30 this morning.
RIP, you old buggar
Ronster
Condolences RIP
Sorry to hear about your loss. I hope you got to share many more motorcycles memories with with your old man.
condolences m8, when ever you ride im am sure you will have a special pillion with you.
All the best to you Ronster and your family, may your father rest in peace.
RIP ronster's DAD.
old m8 memories last forever, the pain fades away, keep something of his close to ya, it helped me, & I hope you get to share the same kind of experiences with ya own son someday ....
Respect .....
peace ronsta , he'll always be there riding with you .
