The_Fixer
Class Clown
The dark side. The descent begins
One of my fellow apprentices that started with me was Link. His name was Paul Lincoln. He and his mate, Slim, had started up a bikie gang called the 45's.
Not totally outlaw, but no preachers welcome here either. The more cynical and anti social you were, the more welcome you were. If you were very violent, you could become a member, because you would have to be able to bash the Hell's Angels boys and the other myriad of gangs that were prevalent in South Auckland at the time who were the competiton.
The violence wasn't me, but I was drawn to the bad boy stuff. I was developing the tough talk, the attitude and drank like them. In other words I started to become a right wanker as well. I once watched a guy vomit into a saucepan that another dude was drinking beer out of and this other dude drank it all up, vomit and all. I remember thinking "maybe it's time to go home...". Mum wondered why I was home so early. When I told her what I just witnessed, she almost collapsed...
I knew I'd never be a proper bikie, so I ended up just being social with the guys in a limited fashion. The main reason I was drawn to them was that they just accepted me for who I was. Flawed like the rest of them. But they were human beings as well. Just had an extremely jaundiced view on life.
There was another apprentice (a fitter) by the name of Shane Murphy. He took me to a night club one night in Auckland City under the Town Hall, after a bit of a prior induction, we might say.
Have any of you native Aucklanders guessed yet where we went? ......Remember, this is 1975
One of my fellow apprentices that started with me was Link. His name was Paul Lincoln. He and his mate, Slim, had started up a bikie gang called the 45's.
Not totally outlaw, but no preachers welcome here either. The more cynical and anti social you were, the more welcome you were. If you were very violent, you could become a member, because you would have to be able to bash the Hell's Angels boys and the other myriad of gangs that were prevalent in South Auckland at the time who were the competiton.
The violence wasn't me, but I was drawn to the bad boy stuff. I was developing the tough talk, the attitude and drank like them. In other words I started to become a right wanker as well. I once watched a guy vomit into a saucepan that another dude was drinking beer out of and this other dude drank it all up, vomit and all. I remember thinking "maybe it's time to go home...". Mum wondered why I was home so early. When I told her what I just witnessed, she almost collapsed...
I knew I'd never be a proper bikie, so I ended up just being social with the guys in a limited fashion. The main reason I was drawn to them was that they just accepted me for who I was. Flawed like the rest of them. But they were human beings as well. Just had an extremely jaundiced view on life.
There was another apprentice (a fitter) by the name of Shane Murphy. He took me to a night club one night in Auckland City under the Town Hall, after a bit of a prior induction, we might say.
Have any of you native Aucklanders guessed yet where we went? ......Remember, this is 1975
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