Thursday 7 August 1975
Sitting in Michael’s car at bottom of Overhill. Michael,
Me, and Trevor K. Suddenly there is a police Land Rover behind us and we say
‘We’ve been caught.’ A car in front of us tears off. Some police follow. We
tear off and give them the slip. (I’m going up here, going up here to Michael)
round by the flats, Whitelot Close. Then I see a policeman in a window looking
at us. We’re on bikes. I think we get home.
