JohnJames
master brummie
The Ackers was a real alternative from Small Heath Park in the 1960s. No parkie. Ride your bike wherever you wanted to. And a swing over the cut. Great days. As well as riding our bikes over the tracks we had made up, we also laid around listening to our transistor radios. Whiter Shade of Pale, Waterloo Sunset, Light my Fire. Geat days. Any other memories of the Ackers during the 1960s out there?