Neil Street (1931-2011) RIP

The charming and modest Neil Street has sadly passed away. Sincere condolences to all his family and friends.

Neil inspired and cared for so many speedway riders over the years but, more than that, he made people feel special. Neil also inspired as a man – genuine, compassionate and modestly humble. Most of all, Neil was himself – magnificently human – definitely someone you’d aspire to emulate and always want to listen to

Australia, Newport and the speedway world as well as people everywhere who met him are blessed to have enjoyed the ride with Neil! He lived life to the full and had an enduring fascination with people. His memory, teaching and guidance will echo down the years. Neil touched and changed lives.

Dakota North tweets, moments after the sad news of Neil’s passing, and catches eloquently the universal reaction to Neil. “Sad night, rip mate going to miss you so much! will never forget you mate or everything you tought/and did for me, so lucky I got a chance to see you this year when I got injured, Until we meet again mate :(”

It is a privilege to have met Neil.

From Showered in Shale (2006)
Between the meetings, the legendary Neil ‘Bill’ Street takes a lot of time and interest in my book and my research questions, while we sit in the welcome shade of the cubbyhole by the pits. He looks surprisingly cool in his trademark [red] jumper, despite the intense heat of the day and the severity of the loss that he’s just endured in his capacity as the Newport team manager. He has immense experience and an attitude to life that places him somewhere between Gandalf and Yoda in the speedway world.
Neil chats easily and animatedly about his great-grandchildren one minute or switches seamlessly to his grandson Jason Crump’s progress in this season’s Grand Prix – notably how difficult it is to be the defending champion, the strain of all the travel on a proud father of a young family, as well as his recent bout with chicken pox (“it’s much worse when you get it as an adult”). Neil goes to practically all Jason’s Grand Prix meetings to help out in his corner of the pits along with Jason’s father and his son-in-law, Phil Crump. Neil travels much less nowadays, especially since he relinquished his responsibilities as the Australian team manager, “it was time to hand over to a younger man”. Which it’s fair to say, in comparison to Neil, Craig Boyce most definitely is; though as a rider he’s already reached ‘veteran’ status. Neil has enjoyed the glory years of his management of the Aussie squad with great patriotism, particularly since he’d been so closely involved throughout the decade or so of their rise and dominance in team competitions. “We were so good they even had to change the rules to beat us,” he says, but, sadly, in the way of all flesh, the team is ageing and, for Neil, has already passed their best until “hopefully the next generation comes through again”. He chats affably with his eyes sparkling and alive but bristles immediately, at my reference to the common description of him as a “legendary figure” within the sport. The frequent repetition of this claim offends his modesty and frustrates him, “I’d like to dispense with all that bullshit about legends, as many people say this. I’ve done lots of things and made most of the things, as others would have done, I’ve been very fortunate”. A brief run through his curriculum vitae would find that he followed on from his riding career in Britain to become a successful and very skilled team manager for both club and country, his beloved Australia. He has been particularly successful for his country, where he single-handedly has encouraged and shaped the development of many later generations of riders in the UK. Mostly through his avowed policy to bring over “hordes of blokes” from Australia to gain vital experience here. Neil has always been keen to develop a lot of young people’s talents, which, inevitably, appears to involve “keeping them at my place in Exeter to get them settled in”. There is also his widely acknowledged influence upon his son-in-law Phil Crump and his grandson Jason, the current reigning World Champion. And, of course, he revolutionised the equipment used in the sport through its adoption of his invention of the first 4-valve engine into speedway; the “Neil Street Conversion” as it was known, an innovation that he introduced in 1975. As he accurately but modestly notes, in a lifetime, “you do a lot of things!”
Neil came to this country in 1952, on March 2, from Melbourne on a one-way ticket that cost £25. He left behind a large family where, at an early age, he’d had to assume a lot of responsibility as the eldest child of nine who had a father who “was a drunkard”. He grew up quickly “milking cows and the like” before he left for England at the age of 21 with no money to his name, to seek a different life. Upon arrival he was “very fortunate” to get to stay with Mrs Weekes in Exeter. The appreciation of good fortune really should be Neil’s catch phrase (Neil “very fortunate” Street) since it peppers his conversation throughout and he always acknowledges it with wonder and such genuine sincerity. Mrs Weekes helped Neil find his feet “she looked after me as good as my mother”, and eventually helped lead him to think about putting down permanent roots in this country. He was also helped to settle in England by Mrs Morgan, who he went to stay with after five years in the country, and he smiles when he notes, “I’m lucky enough to have had three mothers in my life!” When you speak with Neil, you recognize and feel his love of people and his essential humanity. He believes his journey to England was a great eye opener and formative experience for him. When Neil says, “it’s been a wonderful life”, you believe him since it somehow doesn’t sound clichéd or trite. He arrived with no money “you learned to mix with people” with “lots of different nationalities” and through this process he gained a respect for common humanity. It’s an experience he passionately believes that all young Australian men, who “luckily” (that word again) have talent for riding a speedway bike, should seek out. When they arrive in England and travel throughout Europe, they can “learn a broad outlook on human nature” and through “mixing with a variety of people” they can have experiences that teach them “to become more tolerant” of themselves and other people. He believes it “opens their eyes” and is “much better” than the formal education provided by University because it opens them up to experience life by transplanting them to the other side of the world away from the comfort of their “usual expectations”.
Through Neil’s eyes, people experience the same issues and concerns the world over, because there’s an underlying, shared “common bond”. He encourages every young rider he meets to gain this experience, as he “hates to see young people missing opportunities”. Neil has intense pride in his family and also in his workmanship “I’ve built four houses, two in Victoria and two here, with my own hands”. However, when push comes to shove you have absolutely no difficulty to believe that he’s “not interested in material possessions” and that really “it’s all about living”. For Neil a little of the brotherhood of man goes a long way, “deep down everyone is just people and the best thing you can do is just experience life”. He looks at it philosophically, if the young Aussies who come over to Britain “don’t make it as a speedway rider, they’ve still really experienced something special in their life”. It’s definitely something that Neil encourages, since he says he encounters “more whingeing Aussies over here than Brits”.
It’s also a sad fact that many young men, of whatever nationality, who set out to be speedway riders just won’t ever make the grade. In Neil’s experience, “three quarters of the riders can’t ride”. It’s a blunt analysis, but he believes way too many riders get obsessed with details that are ultimately irrelevant to their performance; “they get too complicated” and obsess about comparatively minor technical matters – such as clutches, gear ratios and ignitions – when really “it’s all about throttle control!” In an ideal world they should ride their bikes “like a jockey, feeling everything through your backside – what the tyres are doing and the surface – and riding the bike using their throttle accordingly”. This skill is beyond many riders ability and consequently hampers their performance. If Neil has any regrets about the sport, it’s the impact of the necessary but inexorable rise of “professionalism” that you find throughout the sport in Poland, Sweden and England. It hasn’t become “too stupid for words over money” like football but, Neil worries, that it’s heading that way. Speedway was a “family concern that’s now too professional”, even the fans no longer mix with the riders in the bar afterwards, as they used to do in the past. The sport has definitely along the way lost this innate fraternity between the riders and the fans, probably inevitably so, with many riders’ intense travel schedules that takes them throughout Europe for League racing and the Grand Prix’s. “Speedway fans want to feel that they’re part of the family” but “as money comes into it, they [the riders] lose identity with the fans”, it’s not as bad as football, but it still “makes me bloody mad”.
I could listen for hours to this kindly, informed and most humane of men but since he has already missed the first couple of races of the Conference League meeting, Neil just can’t bear to miss the chance to watch the next generation of riders any longer. He heads off to the steps of the pits metal viewing platform, just like any other keen fan of the sport, to catch up on the detail of the races he’s missed and complete his programme correctly with the help of another fan.

From Shifting Shale (2007)
I bump into the lovely Neil Street. Inevitably he has on his red jumper and his hair looks a little windswept. It’s always a delight to spend any time in Neil’s company.… “I did. I did. It was good. Jeff Scott called me about it (Guardian) – oh, er, you’re Jeff Scott – I bought it actually but I wouldn’t buy it again!” We chat about his health and he says that he’s in remission from the prostrate cancer he was diagnosed with. He’s been to the hospital that day for an implant,“it doesn’t take long and it lasts three months, so long enough for my trip to Australia. It reduces your testosterone, which controls the cancer that otherwise, strangely, your testosterone naturally increases. You don’t even notice it and I feel really good – though it reduces your libido [laughs], at 75 you can’t worry too much about that!” Neil was initially reluctant to make the journey over to Coventry from the West Country but a succession of phone calls about the event in the weeks beforehand persuaded him to come along and show his support, “they all kept calling saying I should come along – Lemo called and then Boycie a few days later and then Jason’s wife when he was away. The Aussies always stick together, look out for each other and they said they’d all be here.Things have changed in speedway now – the top riders live in a bubble and they’re not part of the community. The connection between the riders and the fans is still there at the Conference League level and some Premier League clubs but mostly it’s gone as they’re in a different country nearly every night what with the Polish leagues, the Swedish leagues, the GPs and racing here. It’s the way of the world. Speedway is still the best motor sport to watch but, as the machines get better and better and the technology improves, it’s less and less about skill and control of the bike. Look at Formula 1, when the machines and computers take over it reduces the spectacle!” Throughout our chat, the flow of people towards the auditorium or back from the toilets means that Neil is caught in a perpetual round of waves and “hellos.” He’s hugely popular and greatly in demand, so it’s great that he’s decided to be here tonight.

From Bouquet of Shale (2010)
Stood close by to us, apparently serenely oblivious to the shouting, is 79-year-old speedway legend and Wasps joint team manager Neil Street. Though he’s
lived in England for a significant number of years, despite the warmth of the late May sunshine, Neil wears his trademark [red] jumper. Though you can take the man out of Australia, you can’t take Australia out of the man. Modest, friendly, hugely knowledgeable with time for absolutely everyone, Neil exudes contentment and fascination in equal measure. Huge numbers of grateful pupils have passed through Neil’s capable hands. His quietly spoken advice is endlessly relevant to anyone’s speedway education but, equally importantly, his attitude to life and towards people is even more instructive. The hierarchy and power relationships implied by the concept of management, doesn’t sit easily with Neil’s style of guidance. “I’m not managing anybody! I’m just here to advise the youngsters. They’re here to learn or, at least, they should be! They’re apprentices learning their trade. If they learn it properly, they’ll have a good career! But, if they just think they can pick it up as they go along, then they won’t.”
[Jeff] “They’re lucky they’ve got you to listen to.”
[Neil] “I’m not telling anyone what to do! I just advise if they want it! Some of them do need it. [smiles] It keeps me going.”

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6 Responses to Neil Street (1931-2011) RIP

  1. Stu Towner
    October 5, 2011 at 9:56 pm

    Sad news indeed – our thoughts to all his family and frinds!

  2. Hywel Davies
    October 5, 2011 at 10:36 pm

    A true legend and will always be remembered for what he did for Newport as a rider and team manager R.I.P Bill

  3. John Hyam
    October 6, 2011 at 12:16 am

    I first knew Neil Street when he was at Swindon in the late 1950s. I co-operated with him on a series of articles he wrote for Speedway Star. There was nothing mercenary about Neil – he just refused any sort of payment for the venture. Not like a team-mate who featured on alternate editions with Neil and demanded the then large fee of £3 for his article!
    In my years at Speedway Star I had several contacts with Neil Street and always found him to be very co-operative and always, always, always a gentleman. A really wonderful person to have known.
    speedstox12 aka John Hyam,

  4. John W. Burley
    October 7, 2011 at 5:17 pm

    I first knew Neil Bill Street in the 1959 season when he rode for Swindon – I was helping Graham Warren then and still riding a motor-bike myself – we were all young then. In 1964, I accepted a post as lecturer at Exeter College which rekindled our friendship and this continued until the present day. Neil was truly a wonderful person and to have known him is really a great privilege. We burned the midnight oil when, in 1976, he asked me to prepare the engineering drawings for a new speedway engine he was intending to build – I still have the original pattern drawings I prepared at that time, and cherish them greatly. A very modest man – but there is no doubt whatsoever that he was a great and brilliant Engineer. It is such a shame that he was prevented, from taking the New Engine concept to a new full Street Speedway Bike, which he wanted to do at that time – but was thwarted by deliberate Industrial Sabotage, which upset him greatly.
    Lots of Speedway Riders benefitted from the advice and encouragement he gave over the years.
    He was, of course, made an O.A.M. by the Australian Government – the equivalent of our M.B.E. – for Services to Speedway over a very long time indeed – and he thoroughly deserved it.
    Neil Joseph Street O.A.M. – rest in peace – you will be very sadly missed.

  5. Graeme Frost
    October 9, 2011 at 4:47 pm

    Yes, very sad news. I consider Neil, and the late Clem Mitchell, to be the two most interesting, and likeable, people I’ve met in speedway. Neil was the kind of person you wish would live forever because it was always a pleasure to see him.

  6. Phil Lakeland
    October 10, 2011 at 3:04 am

    To one of the most respected men I have ever meet in Speedway.

    You will be missed by so many.

    As a man you are right up there for your dedication to Speedway along the likes of Sir Weary Dunlop, and the late Fred Hollows two other real men I admire for thier dedication and loyalty to thier respected professions, and most of all you were a man amongst men.

    The next phase has began farewell Mr Neil (Billy) Sreet and to your family.

    From All Tasmanian Solo Speedway Riders that ever had to Pleasure to meet you. Fairwell
    Phil Lakeland Devonport Tas Australia

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