As stated 73-6, the added bonus, was my father and his brother had an electrical stores, workshop and office on the upper floors of 47 Carnaby street. On one of my forays into london,( could have been mill hill REME or empress state?) i swerved by Carnaby street in my 4 ton bedford RL ( 27EP19) and parked up in the street, attempting to see my dad, only to get moved on by plod, you have to understand that the army could do no wrong, we could go anywhere we liked, and plod were on notice to render all assistance and help, as the micks were in the middle of their bombing campaign of london, but on this occasion, they felt i was pushing it a bit to far, as the street isn't all that wide, certainly not wide enough for a green machine like a RL bedford. Different times, different mind-sets.
Ah so, you were not the guy with the Viva Zapata moustache, dressed in a long-collared flowery shirt and hipster jeans, propping up a corner of the junior ranks bar.