These photos are of my dad, Phil Wort, aboard his beloved BSAS in Birmingham in the ’40s. He worked at the BSA factory and would brag that he sneaked most of the parts for his Golden Flash out of the factory under his jacket and built it at home. He and mum would ride off for camping weekends in Wales, with a belt tied around both of them to stop mum falling off the back when she fell asleep! The photos below show: dad aged 18 in 1947 on I don’t know what (but looks pretty good); dad and his mate Les in 1949 on a B31; mum and dad on the same bike. The photo above is his brother Norman on the Flash.
Would love to know a few details about dad’s bikes, if anyone’s got any ideas. I inherited my love of bikes from my dad, and the good-looking geeza below is me on the day I left home in Torquay in 1980 on my beautiful GT500 – what a screamer. In this photo the left piston was cracked and ran for another 500 miles before we replaced it – it never missed a beat. Dad is long gone and yes, Rick – being 56 years is crap, but we’re still riding, aren’t we? Adrian Wort
Gold Flash was allegedly smuggled out of the factory ‘one piece at a time’
LEFT: Phil Wort and mate Les on a BSA B31 in 1949
Adrian on his fourth bike – a screaming Suzuki GT500
ABOVE: Phil in 1947 on an unknown bike
Adrian’s mum and dad on the same B31