AT SOME POINT IN NOVEMBER 2014 THIS SITE WILL BE OFFLINE PERMANANTLY. THERE WILL BE A NEW SITE TO REPLACE IT AND IF YOU HAVE A DESKTOP LINK IT WILL TAKE YOU DIRECTLY THERE. I WANT TO THANK EVERYONE FOR YOUR SUPPORT AND THE HUNDREDS OF POSITIVE COMMENTS LEFT ON THE FEEDBACK PAGE, AND I LOOK FORWARD TO YOUR CONTINUED COMPANY FOR MANY YEARS TO COME. Powk.
Welcome to the history of the Sons of Hell. Inside you'll find a cross section of pages from the story of the clubs first Twenty years. I'm still working on the book but it will be available to buy through this site when it's finished. There's no way I can ever contact everyone whose picture I've used, so if you're in here and it bothers you in any way, well, tough shit! But you can email me and complain if you must. I joined the Sons of Hell in 1983 so everything prior to that is from information I've been given by people who were there at the time. If you had any involvement with the back patch club scene in Manchester in the early days, and think you can contribute something to this work, then please feel free to email me. Or there's a feedback page where you can leave any comments.
My club name is Powk and I was educated in the state school system of the 60s. And I hated every minute of it, so leapt at every opportunity I could find not to go. My resulting academic achievements are therefore 'Fuck all'. So no doubt you will find the odd spelling mistake or wrong use of a comma or 'heaven forbid' even some bad grammar. If it's going to bother you in any way then please do me a favour and "fuck off" You're obviously a Wanker so there's nothing in here for you. This is a Work in Progress and as such it will change and grow as and when I'm able to work on it, so do keep looking in. There is only a selection of pages from the book in here, along with a few not so pretty pictures. so if you want to know how the pieces all join up, then you'll have to read the fucking book won't you!! (I'll let you know when it's finished).
THIS SITE IS FREE BUT IF YOU WOULD CARE TO MAKE A DONATION YOU CAN GIVE IT TO THE N.A.B.D. (The National Association for Bikers with a Disability) YOU'LL FIND A LINK TO THEM IN LINKS/EMAIL. IF YOU'RE A BIKER YOU MAY NEED THEM ONE DAY. MANY THANKS.
I'm not one of life's talkative people, I'll say what I've got to say then I'll shut up. That doesn't mean I haven't got an opinion, It just means I mostly keep my opinions to myself. However, I've noticed while I've been sitting here at silly o'clock in the morning, that the urge to vent my spleen on some topic or other has occasionally swept over me. Resisting urges has never been one of my strong points, so I thought "fuck it", It's only my opinion, who's gonna' give a fuck anyway?? So every now and then you'll come across a little section under the heading "In my opinion", where you will find some inane ramblings on some subject or other.
If any of my opinions upset or offend anybody out there, to the point where you want to hunt me down and commit an act of gratuitous violence upon my person, I've included a picture of myself at the very bottom of this page so you know who it is your looking for.
"What does it mean?" said the man in the pub looking at my jacket, and trying to prove to his girlfriend that he was in no way intimidated by me. "It means nothing to you" I replied, at which point he ran out of things to say and left, girlfriend in tow. The jacket in question bore the colours and insignia of the Sons of Hell Motorcycle Club. Now make no mistake, without Yorky there would be no Sons of Hell, my life amongst so many others would have taken a very different course, and you wouldn't be there reading this now. Yorky was from Sheffield in Yorkshire, (Hence the name) and for the first two years of it's life the Sons of Hell were a Yorkshire club. 1972 brought Yorky over the hill to Manchester after things didn't work out in his home town. But Yorky had a vision, and that vision was the Sons of Hell Motorcycle Club, and the club was his heart. Yorky's heart and vision are still alive and well today, almost four decades later and anyone who has ever worn Sons of Hell colours has shared in that vision. And those of us who have devoted our lives to that vision, have shared in that heart. Thank you Yorky. POWK.
I AM SOLELY RESPONSIBLE FOR THE ENTIRE CONTENT OF THIS WEBSITE SO ANY ISSUES/ COMPLAINTS ETC SHOULD BE MADE DIRECTLY TO ME AND NOT TO THE SONS OF HELL MC.(It's for your own good cos' they'll probably kick fuck out of you)You'll find contact info in LINKS/EMAIL. Thank You. POWK.
MANY THANKS TO NODDY FOR ACCESS TO HIS VAST COLLECTION OF PHOTOGRAPHS. WITHOUT HIM AND THAT FUCKIN' CAMERA THAT HE NEVER WENT ANYWHERE WITHOUT, THERE WOULD BE VERY LITTLE PICTORIAL EVIDENCE OF THE CLUBS EARLY YEARS.
I WOULD LIKE TO POINT OUT TO ANY OFFICER'S OF ANY LAW ENFORCEMENT AGENCY ANYWHERE, THAT THE WRITTEN CONTENT OF THIS PUBLICATION IS IN FACT ALL LIES MADE UP IN A QUEST FOR PERSONAL GLORY. AND THAT ALL THE PICTURES WERE STAGED USING SOME PEOPLE I MET IN A PUB IN SALFORD, WHO ASSURED ME THAT THEY WERE ALL PROFESSIONAL ACTORS, AND SO BEAR NO RESEMBLANCE WHATSOEVER TO ANY MEMBERS OF THE SONS OF HELL MC. PAST OR PRESENT. (Honest)