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Post by agingerstokie on Jun 9, 2015 8:31:29 GMT
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Post by dutchpeter72 on Jun 9, 2015 10:01:25 GMT
Happened before in the early 1990s.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 9, 2015 11:39:47 GMT
Always remember way way back in the late 60's when we moved to Stoke, my first memory was a lorry ploughed straight into the roundabout a bit further up, the one near the Baths and the Library, had a fountain in the middle.
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Post by eddyclamp on Jun 9, 2015 12:30:30 GMT
Happened before in the early 1990s. I remember seeing that , it was in the subway by the old fine Fare building it was sitting the right way up as well lucky nobody got killed. |
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Post by Okie Stokie. on Jun 9, 2015 12:55:19 GMT
When did this happen, I was sitting in that spot this time yesterday. 
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Post by VolvicStokie on Jun 9, 2015 12:56:36 GMT
When did this happen, I was sitting in that spot this time yesterday. I reckon sometime after you moved from that spot |
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Post by Okie Stokie. on Jun 9, 2015 13:01:05 GMT
When did this happen, I was sitting in that spot this time yesterday. I reckon sometime after you moved from that spot |
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Post by Gods on Jun 9, 2015 13:51:28 GMT
I reckon sometime after you moved from that spot Yes indeed Okie, that would have been a dismissal of such a magnitude that the might Dickie may have considered a return  |
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Post by Okie Stokie. on Jun 9, 2015 14:29:01 GMT
Well it's rather fortunate I moved then, because the oatie would have lost the great OkieStokie. Yes indeed Okie, that would have been a dismissal of such a magnitude that the might Dickie may have considered a return  |
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Post by Deleted on Jun 9, 2015 15:00:06 GMT
Happened before in the early 1990s. I was there Dutch. I got a knock on my door at about 2.00am when I lived in Newcastle town centre. It was an old mate of mine and he looked a bit worse for wear. "Can you give us a push bud, the motor's broken down". He told me it was on Morrison's (or whatever it was back in 1991) car park. We chatted and walked toward the sunken roundabout to see a (I think) Cavalier SRi sitting vertically with the front end buried in the shrubbery and the arse end leaning against the tall inner south side of the roundabout wall. He'd obviously come hairing up the A34 from Trent Vale. The impact had compressed it by about 2 feet and it was bent like a banana, covered in shit, soil and leaves. Every panel was damaged, every window smashed with the front wheels pointing out at 90 degrees. It was totally fucked with a crowd of old wino's poking around in the undergrowth. With one indicator flashing, pissing water out everywhere it made for a very sad sight. I just stood there open mouthed, looking skyward, trying to figure out the trajectory it took. I must have said something like "I don't think that's going anywhere mate." In fact I couldn't believe he'd got out of the thing in one piece. I got him back to mine and then took him straight up to the accident unit. My mate lived to tell the tale and they threw the book at him, but he didn't get sent down. I'll never forget it. "Give us a push..." |
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Post by ihaveadream on Jun 10, 2015 13:18:17 GMT
Sorry, I couldn't find anywhere else to park |
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