Steer­ing the law

Classic Cars (UK) - - Letter -

As a young po­lice­man work­ing in the West End of London in the Six­ties, we were called sev­eral times to the Steer­ing Wheel Club in Cur­zon Street, usu­ally to deal with drunks try­ing to get in. We were al­ways made wel­come and of­ten stayed for a while, leav­ing our driver out­side to mon­i­tor the ra­dio.

Once, in the early hours of the morn­ing, we were parked out­side in our un­marked Jaguar 2.4 Mk2. A rather drunk rac­ing driver of the day came out with a tray of drinks for us and asked if he could drive our Jaguar on the bell and horns and de­tach­able blue light.

In­stead we es­corted him back in­side, where the well-known clien­tele were en­joy­ing them­selves. Suf­fice it to say, so did we. When we got back to the sta­tion we found we still had the tray [right]. We used it a cou­ple of times and our clean­ing lady washed it up. This was a shame; 50 years later I found it in my at­tic, which re­minded me it had been signed by Gra­ham Hill, Jim Clark, Innes Ire­land and others, and some of the writ­ing had been washed off. The club, which made us hon­orary mem­bers, charged five guineas for mem­ber­ship. I still have the form. Happy Days.

Dr Ken Ger­man

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