The 59 Club: London's outlaws - Page 3 of 3

In the 1960s, the 59 Club was the biggest, most famous motorcycle club in the world, and a notorious hangout for outcasts and misfits. Half a century later, the incredible story of a gang of hoodlums and a pair of leather-clad vicars continues to amaze.

Posted: 20 December 2010
by Stuart Barker

But even the toughest of the Bike Boys respected Father Hullett, says Paterson. "There was one guy who shot someone and stuck an axe in another guy's head. He wasn't the most pleasant of people but he had a tremendous amount of respect for Father Hullett. That speaks volumes about the kind of guy Father Hullett is."

While the threat of violence was never very far away, the club was more about having fun and blowing off steam than it was about fighting. Len Paterson has many fond memories of the illegal 'burn-ups' from Chelsea Bridge to the 59 Club's headquarters in Paddington and back again. "The burn-ups from Chelsea Bridge to the 59 Club and back were legendary. Edgware Road, Park Lane, Sloane Square on a Saturday night - they were unreal. Every one of us was taking our lives in our hands. How most of us survived I don't know. The soldiers used to come out of the army barracks in Chelsea and sit on the wall to watch this lunacy. Imagine 40 or 50 bikes all racing as hard as they could through the streets of London. You couldn't do it now but the cops pretty much left us alone back then. There was no quarter asked or given either - we were on the wrong side of the road, scratching round corners, forcing cars onto the pavement. You just had to get back to Chelsea Bridge first. It was madness but it was fantastic."

The classic Rocker image and bad boy reputation was a magnet when it came to pulling girls too. Now happily married with three children, Len Paterson remembers the fringe benefits of club membership. "The club was great for pulling birds," he says. "All the waifs and strays who came to London ended up either at Chelsea Bridge or the 59 Club. You didn't need a helmet then so they just jumped on the back of the bike. The standard line was, 'Do you want to have a go on the Big Dipper in Battersea Park?' They always said yes, thinking we were talking about the funfair - but we were talking about our nobs!"

Now retired, Father Hullett left the club in the early 1970s over an internal dispute which he is too gentlemanly to discuss. By 1980, he was forced to sell his bike because he could no longer afford to run it. He had always wanted to get back on two wheels but funds simply didn't permit. Len Paterson finally saw his chance to show his gratitude. He secretly contacted other old members of the club and asked 59 of them to donate £59 each to get Father Hullett back on the road. "When I started talking to people to raise the money, I realised how many of them Father Graham had helped. I thought he was just helping out a few of us but it turns out he was at it everywhere, doing whatever he could do to help."

In May 2005, BBC Radio 4's Home Truths programme followed Hullett on a nostalgic tour of the Royal Enfield factory. Unknown to him, scores of club members from the 1960s who he hadn't seen in decades were waiting in hiding. Every one of them had a reason to thank the man who had improved their lives - and quite possibly saved them in some cases. When they came through the factory doors and cheered, Father Hullett was completely taken aback. There was more to come. Sitting in the factory was a new Sixty-5 Royal Enfield Bullet complete with custom 'Spirit of 59 Club' logo on the tank. Father Hullett was literally speechless when told the bike was his and all his riding gear and insurance was taken care of. His 25-year dream of getting back on two wheels was about to come true.

"I was speechless when I was presented with the bike," says Father Hullett, "and I'm still on a high about it nearly a year later. It was a total surprise, and to have all the old club members hiding there waiting to greet me... It was just the greatest day of my life."

It couldn't have happened to a nicer bloke.


The 59 Club still exists today although it has changed a great deal since its heyday in the 60s. The club is now located in Plaistow, East London and, in keeping with tradition, is under the guidance of another man of the cloth, Father Scot Anderson. Sadly, internal politics and frictions mean the club is now divided between older and newer members. Many members of the original 59 Club feel their spirit has been lost along the way and they refuse to have anything to do with the club as it is now. Likewise, many current members prefer to distance themselves from the less-than-savoury reputation the club had in the 1960s.

But the club continues to bring all kinds of bikers on all kinds of bikes together to enjoy themselves. Events include trips to the Isle of Man TT races, bike shows, rallies, live bands and rockers reunion events, ride-outs and even trips abroad to join up with foreign affiliates of the 59 Club. Almost 50 years after its inception, you can still become a member of the most famous bike club in the world.

The club meets on Wednesdays and Saturdays from 7.30-11pm at The Swift Centre, 387a Barking Road, Plaistow, London. Tel: 07751 676091 on club nights, or leave a message on 020 7476 5957 or look at

For an alternative look at the club's glory years in the 1960s visit the unofficial tribute site at

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I have just read this article on the 59 club, I am member 3544, I joined at Hackney Wick and I wouldn't agree with us being "outcasts and misfits". Most of the members were tradesmen, a lot went on to have their own businesses, one I know was a croupier at the Bunny Club. It was a real mix of people. I used to go there 3 times a week and the ride to Chelsea Bridge you got right except there was a lot more than 40 or 50 bikes but I never saw a fight in the club. The trouble all started with the American Hells Angels influence and the movie "Easy Rider" probably had an influence. That's when motorcyclists started forming gangs and fighting each other but not at the 59 club.  I was at the pie stall on Chelsea Bridge the night of the shooting and I wasn't aware the bloke died, the one that did the shooting got out of a car and walked accross the road and shot this other bloke. There was a lot of bikes at the bridge that night and everyone took off before the police arrived. Anyone left were arrested for questioning. After that the police started enforcing the "more than 2 people in a group is an illegal gathering" law. I left the country shortly after that.

Posted: 29/11/2010 at 22:42

I was there with you too and never saw any aggro. Sometimes at the Bridge there were little conflicts but nothing over the top. My 59 club member number is 15155 and I joined in 1967.

Posted: 29/11/2010 at 23:21

God Bless Father Shergold. We'll not see his like again.

 Happy memories - Brighton runs, Greeks and bacon buttie runs.

I don't believe the Ton-ups have 'evolved', it's a different breed with matching gloves and plastic fantastics; not the same feeling or identity. It was a real club and everyone helped each other, not like a lot of the posers of today.

Sorry it it offends - I'm just an old fart possible related to V.Meldrew.

Posted: 21/12/2010 at 11:27

I don't think it's a fair comment to generalise that all of today's bikers are poseurs who are pretty much out for themselves.  I dare say that tag could easily have been attached to a fair few 60s bikers too.  You only have to look at places like the Workshop forum on VD, as well as the various websites set up for specific bike models, to see that there are plenty of people today who see a sense of community in biking and are out to help others with a shared interest.  Sure, there's plenty of arseholes out there who wouldn't give a door a bang, but that's always been the case, things were not universally better years ago.

Posted: 04/01/2011 at 15:48

I agree with you.  I think that some people want to retell the story as a great Christian evangelical story.  Most Rockers were immitating Marlon Brando in The Wild One, which was a highly fictition retelling of an incident that took place in Hollister, California (near where I grew up).  By that definition, everyone's a poser, in a way.  Myself, I raced scrambles (MX) in the late 60s.  I even met your Dave Bickers and later on Jeff Smith.  So later, now, I joined The Ace Cafe and ride my BSA with its "colors" on my jacket.  Am I a poser? Some would say so.  Yet, I was taking my life in my hands racing and worked in the industry for many years.  I staffed many Rock and Rolls concerts later on as a medical volunteer and even worked the Final Who Tour in 1982, where John Entwistle acknowledged me when I saved some kids from getting crushed against the front stage.  Am I a poser? Maybe to some, but to me, I feel that my long association with Rock music, racing, motorcycles and a Brit Bike Fan is enough.  I am glad that no one is bashing anyone else these days.  Life's too short,  Let's enjoy these great Brit bikes and one another while we can.

Posted: 06/01/2011 at 02:17

Hallo,I'm a guy who from of Italy,I would like to inscribe me in The 59 Club,what ai must do? thanks .Greetings. Luca

Posted: 13/07/2011 at 13:22

hi still a member since hackney live near peterbough now so handy for bmf,still got two bikes but they are jap gs750s last bonni got sold to pay tax man.not many 59 people at bmf this year anyway dont know about outlaws but we had a good time liked this artical seee and i am proud to be a member still cheers.john

Posted: 11/08/2011 at 23:41

He didn't die, he's still around, he lost most of his stomach though. He's an old mate of mine


Posted: 29/10/2013 at 21:04

I agree with all thats been said.I used to ride up from windsor to 59 andchelsea bridge the bikers were a great crowd and would help eachother thro thick and thin.When the Hells Angels started it changed to a load of mindless violents.I have a photo of the so called idiot who bought the "CHARTER" Over from america taken on Chelsea bridge.After the shooting in chelsea bridge we split after that and went into help the London Street Commune and got envolved in squating 144 Piccadilly exc'.A small group of bikers enjoying riding together.Our main meetingpoint .Heston services on M4.

Posted: 18/11/2013 at 01:37

I am member 007 305 & joined in 1965. I wrote a book about my Rocker days (now only available in e-book I still ride and have a Bonnie & a Trident with a sidecar.
I agree that most of us were not misfits. I was a Civil Servant, so was another of our pack, we had laboratory assistants, motorcycle mechanics, a draughsman, machine operator, trainee engineer and other trades, in fact we were all employed.
One of the above letters mentions a member being a Bunny croupier: that would have been Yvonne who was at one time my girlfriend. Regrettably she died last year from a hear attack.
now living in New Zealand

Posted: 10/11/2015 at 06:03

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