Great photo. I have an interest in those bikes, I owned B33 1956 model which had a swinging arm rear supension and telescopic forks. The one pictured has a rigid back end and girder forks which I think has to be 1949 & before. The frame came from the M21 600cc side valve& M20 500cc side valve, the latter saw much army service in ww2. The BSA put the 500cc Overhead valve engine into this frame and it was deignated M33. Mine did 85mph flat out, and would do it all day fully loaded with camping gear and girl friend.
I hit a dog outside that police station on my LE killed the dog and nearley killed me ( no crash hats in those days ).I think it may have been 1951 or 1952. I was talked into doing a newspaper round in Shirley, Solihull. They were desperate for boys to do this work and the owner was a neighbour of an aunt - that's how I got 'roped-in' so as to speak. I gave it up after six months or so.
One early morning - it was daylight so I guess between May-September - a motor cycle and chair stopped opposite the Odeon Cinema on Stratford Road. There seemed to be a flame on the engine near the riders legs. He dismounted, his passenger got out of the sidecar eventually as the flame got larger. I don't know why they were unable to make the flame out, but they didn't. The fire spread so I quickly cycled to the local Police Station which was a little farther along the road (in the Stratford-upon-Avon direction) near St. James Church.
I told the policeman, who was in shirt sleeves repairing his bike, about the occurence and went back to see how the fire was progressing. A fire engine arrived a little later, presumably from Solihull as I do not recall a Fire Station in Shirley, but by this time there was not much other than wreckage left of this motor cycle and chair. Time to go as the paper deliveries were now well behind schedule.
Love your photo Louis and thanks for sharing it.Just a picture of my Grandmother Kate Dalby with we think my father George, Taken at Wotton Wawen c 1920. The bike is AJS model A 748cc.
My Dad was a motorcycle nut before, during and after WW2 and he courted my Mum using the 'love me love my bike' technique! She went for it, and when I was 'in the oven' and she couldn't handle the pillion any longer he put a single seat side-car on his Scott Flying Squirrel 600. When I got too big to ride on her lap in the 'chair' he bought a bigger outfit, a BSA M21 with a child/adult sidecar. He put off buying a car until 1962 and right up to the end of his life he would wax lyrical about his motorcycling days. Pics #1 & #2 were taken on Cannock Chase, a favourite weekend destination for us in the early 50's. Dad supported me enthusiastically when I got excited about getting a bike but, in 1964, after putting myself in West Brom District Hospital for 2 weeks and my BSA C15 in the scrap yard, he wasn't so keen! Pic #3 is me during my recovery.......