Best year(s) while living in Accy

[gdm27]

Got it! (till I try to remember again!)

[cashman]

Originally Posted by gdm27

Got it! (till I try to remember again!)

yep i know the feeling.

[Less]

Originally Posted by jaysay

I won't say out Less, honest

The thing is, O.K. a nip and tuck here and there, but,

I still look just as good!

[shillelagh]

Originally Posted by cashman

63 fer me, started work could afford me first made to measure suit, music was taking off on a different tangent, could afford 3/4 dance halls a week, flicks a couple of times etc etc, got me motor bike,was just magic, the rest of that decade was great also.

i thought you said you couldnt remember that much ...

[cashman]

Originally Posted by shillelagh

i thought you said you couldnt remember that much ...

Oh i do get many "Flashbacks" when someone mentions certain things. Flashbacks are the Cost Of Living, or so they say. n its those that make em great.

[jaysay]

Originally Posted by shillelagh

i thought you said you couldnt remember that much ...

Its the prerogative for gentlemen like cashy and myself to have lapses of memory Jen, now what was this thread about

[jaysay]

Originally Posted by Less

The thing is, O.K. a nip and tuck here and there, but,

I still look just as good!

Less don't do that, would know I have a nervous disposition first thing in a morning

[Gordon Booth]

Originally Posted by jaysay

My first years on the scene was 1962, when jiving was frowned on at Accy Con, Ballroom dancing only, jiving round the sides was regularly howled from the stage,

It wasn't just jiving frowned on. If you were waltzing or quickstepping, the MC on the stage was watching you all. If more than your hands touched he ran down the steps, pushed his way through the dancers and literaly pulled you apart. No smooching,necking or doing anything which might exite you!

[Bob Dobson]

necking? Smooching? - you need a visit from General Gordon, or better still General Booth.I bet you were the sort who whisked girls off through the back door to The Junction for a half of mild before returning and thinking you were in Paradise when you were actually in Paradise Street. If ever there was a mis-nomer, this was it.

[Barrie Yates]

Originally Posted by Gordon Booth

It wasn't just jiving frowned on. If you were waltzing or quickstepping, the MC on the stage was watching you all. If more than your hands touched he ran down the steps, pushed his way through the dancers and literaly pulled you apart. No smooching,necking or doing anything which might exite you!

We must have gone to a different Con Club. We jived and got pretty close during the waltzes (well, smooches). No-one ever tried to pull us apart and that was back in '56.
That was a pretty good year - steady GF, a good job, money in my pocket and an Ariel 350cc - loved tearing around Haslingden Old Rd or Grane Rd with the GF on the pillion, clinging on like a limpet.

[Retlaw]

Originally Posted by Barrie Yates

We must have gone to a different Con Club. We jived and got pretty close during the waltzes (well, smooches). No-one ever tried to pull us apart and that was back in '56.
That was a pretty good year - steady GF, a good job, money in my pocket and an Ariel 350cc - loved tearing around Haslingden Old Rd or Grane Rd with the GF on the pillion, clinging on like a limpet.

We may have passed one another, I used to travel those roads on a 650 Triumph Thunderbird, in the late 50's. I used to like the bends on Hasi Old Rd, where you'd pay a pound an inch for what roads left, when you corner a bit too fast. Had to give up bike riding after I got a bullet in my left leg.

Retlaw.

[BERNADETTE]

Originally Posted by Barrie Yates

We must have gone to a different Con Club. We jived and got pretty close during the waltzes (well, smooches). No-one ever tried to pull us apart and that was back in '56.
That was a pretty good year - steady GF, a good job, money in my pocket and an Ariel 350cc - loved tearing around Haslingden Old Rd or Grane Rd with the GF on the pillion, clinging on like a limpet.

Twas def a good year 1956, the year I was born Can guess who the steady GF was as well

[cashman]

got me bike in 63, twas a Triumph Terrier only a small cc, had to give up after me first smash did me leg n arm, was underage at the time so had to crawl in backyard instead of hospital, only rode it around the back alleys, due to that fact n it was a particularly bad winter.

[jaysay]

Originally Posted by Barrie Yates

We must have gone to a different Con Club. We jived and got pretty close during the waltzes (well, smooches). No-one ever tried to pull us apart and that was back in '56.
That was a pretty good year - steady GF, a good job, money in my pocket and an Ariel 350cc - loved tearing around Haslingden Old Rd or Grane Rd with the GF on the pillion, clinging on like a limpet.

I like the last dance the best Barrie, was called the Quacker, once round the dance floor then outside for your oats

[yerself]

Originally Posted by jaysay

I like the last dance the best Barrie, was called the Quacker, once round the dance floor then outside for your oats

Jaysay's oats.