A number of people are aware that Percy was a talented footballer, who moved from Cambridge United to West Bromwich Albion, and then some years later returned to Cambridge United, now he told me the stories of one of his last great goals at the Abbey. [...]
Now look the Dawn Raiders tales are only allegedly and I confess that with the passage of time they may have become a little more colourful but basically, honest guv they are pretty true to form. You may have seen that one of the Dawn Raiders [...]
Much has been said about the infamous Dawn Raiders - most of it exaggerated slightly. The main participants were Percy, Gary, Mick, Tweedie and Jimmy Dog. The raids on waters were always early morning affairs as the lads liked to be back for their Sunday Roast [...]
Those of you that have followed the stories of the ‘Dawn Raiders’ will know that the core group evolved around Percy. However quite some years ago there was if you like the ‘Junior Dawn Raiders’ Rob, John, Mick, Sluggy and myself (the infamous "Happy Hookers". I [...]
I spoke with my old friend Percy at our match on the Cam. He is definitely mellowing with age. He suggested that we might go dawn raiding once more. What after all these years, come on Percy I have gone all-respectable. I must admit I use [...]
Dawn Raiding is a term Percy and I used to describe our fishing exploits. We were always out fishing at dawn, summer or winter we would get up to some crazy things all above board! It was our mutual love of nature that meant we experienced [...]
It has been a while since telling another story as in the main they have centred on my fishing experiences with my friend Percy. However, my dawn raiding now concentrates on our Club Fishing Match scene. The lads are all very much friends and are willing [...]
Greg Pettit virtually lived in Percy’s fishing tackle shop from the age of 11 years old. He would prepare the casters, clean off the maggots and serve behind the counter. Greg probably has the most stories to tell of adventures with the person he called father. [...]
Percy and I would plan our fishing expeditions on Thursday evenings. I would make the phone call and find out where we were heading for. To be fair Percy always asked where I fancied going. “What do you reckon then son?” “I’ve heard the 100ft is [...]
When I first joined up with the “Preservation” the Senior Squad was made up of Percy’s Pimpernel Team and other Preservation stalwarts. Percy, through his angling coaching sessions was, however, developing a talented crop of young anglers. The first lot of youngsters would fish in the [...]
