Me and my mucker Frank raced over to Green Lanes after the Hackney meeting the night Harringay closed and saw the last few dog races. I have still got the losing Tote tickets from the last race, the Tote equipment was the old trusty dead man's handle that moved from one trap number to another with a tortured clanking sound. None of this soulless computerised rubbish that we have now. It was definitely Harringay in the Long Good Friday, I would recognise that unique Tote board anywhere. Last year when I was shopping in Sainsbury's (I should be shot for treason) I asked what had happened to the mementoes that were on display on the wall, commemorating the reunion day that the Friends of Speedway staged around 5, 6 or maybe more years ago, the manager's answer was, "They must have got lost during renovations." Obviously he didn't give a damn where they were, extremely sad that the tribute to Harringay Speedway has probably ended up in the dustbin. To this day I swear that I saw Lord Lucan on the fire escape stairs under the main stand.