Anyone remember the Ace Cafe on the North Circular, We all used to meet up there when I was biking. No helmets in those days just jeans and a T shirt. Falling off was quite common and I broke a leg once, some others were less fortunate. Riding was great fun at the time especially on a sunny day. Still tempted to experience it again sometimes but todays traffic and my lack of experience with modern bikes turns it into a suicide mission.
I have some older friends that went to both the TT and Manx Grand Prix in the '50s. Apparently at that time you had to buy a Manx visitors tax disc which inconveniently (or very conveniently for the Manx government)ran out just before the September races requiring a new one to be bought!
They also used to drain the fuel tanks of bikes so that all the bikers had to push to the nearest filling station from the ferry and pay a premium price for fuel in Douglas.