Nope David, in my day it was the Jitterbug, at first I thought it odd having been weaned on Ballroom in what we called Old Fashioned Dances then onto Modern. We had a massive Canadian air force bomber base near us and they started it off with local girls who did not mind showing their nickers as they got slung around like sacks of coal. In the local Co-op hall one night a boy and girl started to jitterbug, my Mother said "oh that is the bunny hop" I think she meant the Lindy Hop, and proceeded to swing Dad around much to my amazement but then she also did a brilliant Black bottom, not hers the dance I mean. At Garrison Dances with live bands they played dedicated Jives so yes I did swing my bootee on many occasions, at Bordon I had a dedicated Jive partner, the S/ Majors wife, I could not really refuse could I still being of lowly rank and file. Mind I did draw the line in the sand at times.
Todays music was piano practice and "wait for it" Music of the night plus other musicals.
That 's showing them, I loved Fred and Ginger saw every film they ever made. Glen Miller played band concerts on the Radio, the music was all the rage in Dance Halls the first dance often being American Patrol. When I have done the scales it will often be the boogie beat and "In the mood" followed usually by String of Pearls, Sentimental Journey and American Patrol, I love it. Victor Sylvester was what we danced to during the dancing lessons, you learned to dance on beat but my was it boring, but then Flo would put a Latin record on and dance my socks off.
All happy memories David right up to the day I lost Joan, now I watch it without the urge to join in.
Know it well David, play it myself often and had it at Joan's funeral as her favourite Hymn. The second verse could be the gardeners hymn. "When thru the woods and forest glades I wander and hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees, when I look down from lofty mountain grandeur and hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze, then sings my soul, my saviour God, to thee, How great thou art".
I said in a post we met Lady Devonshire and she was a wonderfully down to earth lady, I can still see her and my wife totally engrossed as we walked and talked. How different to her Sisters.
"Erm err Humph" Right Elvis, I do not suppose any one could really murder that Hymn though a few have tried, among the myriad of Elvis impersonators, excuse me whilst I hang me head out of the window must be something I ate, they do seem to moan their way through that and Blue Sued Shoes a lot. I have heard it played in the club dance as a Foxtrot, some one up there must be very forgiving.
Had my porridge in the kitchen drinking tea and listening to "ahem" Foster and Allen, sorry David must be those long distant Irish genes from my Mothers side, she certainly had the Irish temper, belt you one second kiss you the next though looking back it is a wonder she did not kill me, I always ripped through rule books as a lad and even in the army, today my Grandchildren know there are no rules at Granddads house.
Hey Frank you may be surprised but I went to see foster and Allen with my dad in bournemouth many years ago! I was brought up with Irish music and country and western
I was looking up tunes for you and David the other night on you tube but couldn't get them attached on here! Was looking for guy Mitchell for you, another LP my dad had and liked...... She wears red feathers and a hulooo hulooo skirt A nice fun song to listen too
Another old one from that time that I always sing to myself in the garden is ... There is a rose in Spanish Harlem......
Hope you and David have lovely sunny day like I have in bucks today
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Guess you never rocked around the clock, Frank?
Kids havin fun.
Nope David, in my day it was the Jitterbug, at first I thought it odd having been weaned on Ballroom in what we called Old Fashioned Dances then onto Modern. We had a massive Canadian air force bomber base near us and they started it off with local girls who did not mind showing their nickers as they got slung around like sacks of coal. In the local Co-op hall one night a boy and girl started to jitterbug, my Mother said "oh that is the bunny hop" I think she meant the Lindy Hop, and proceeded to swing Dad around much to my amazement but then she also did a brilliant Black bottom, not hers the dance I mean. At Garrison Dances with live bands they played dedicated Jives so yes I did swing my bootee on many occasions, at Bordon I had a dedicated Jive partner, the S/ Majors wife, I could not really refuse could I still being of lowly rank and file. Mind I did draw the line in the sand at times.
Todays music was piano practice and "wait for it" Music of the night plus other musicals.
Frank.
Enjoy this one, Frank.Though I remember Victor Sylvester, his tempo was a bit strict for me.....one two three, one two three.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c2aqHGaSxRI
That 's showing them, I loved Fred and Ginger saw every film they ever made. Glen Miller played band concerts on the Radio, the music was all the rage in Dance Halls the first dance often being American Patrol. When I have done the scales it will often be the boogie beat and "In the mood" followed usually by String of Pearls, Sentimental Journey and American Patrol, I love it. Victor Sylvester was what we danced to during the dancing lessons, you learned to dance on beat but my was it boring, but then Flo would put a Latin record on and dance my socks off.
All happy memories David right up to the day I lost Joan, now I watch it without the urge to join in.
Frank.
Happy memories, Frank.
Frank, at today's funeral of the Duchess of Devonshire (at her own request) this was played at her funeral today.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_yQPce84RC8
Know it well David, play it myself often and had it at Joan's funeral as her favourite Hymn. The second verse could be the gardeners hymn. "When thru the woods and forest glades I wander and hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees, when I look down from lofty mountain grandeur and hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze, then sings my soul, my saviour God, to thee, How great thou art".
I said in a post we met Lady Devonshire and she was a wonderfully down to earth lady, I can still see her and my wife totally engrossed as we walked and talked. How different to her Sisters.
Frank.
It wad just the fact she was an Elvis fan and chose his rendition that interested me, Frank.
"Erm err Humph" Right Elvis, I do not suppose any one could really murder that Hymn though a few have tried, among the myriad of Elvis impersonators, excuse me whilst I hang me head out of the window must be something I ate, they do seem to moan their way through that and Blue Sued Shoes a lot. I have heard it played in the club dance as a Foxtrot, some one up there must be very forgiving.
Had my porridge in the kitchen drinking tea and listening to "ahem" Foster and Allen, sorry David must be those long distant Irish genes from my Mothers side, she certainly had the Irish temper, belt you one second kiss you the next though looking back it is a wonder she did not kill me, I always ripped through rule books as a lad and even in the army, today my Grandchildren know there are no rules at Granddads house.
Frank.
Hey Frank you may be surprised but I went to see foster and Allen with my dad in bournemouth many years ago!
I was brought up with Irish music and country and western 
I was looking up tunes for you and David the other night on you tube but couldn't get them attached on here! Was looking for guy Mitchell for you, another LP my dad had and liked...... She wears red feathers and a hulooo hulooo skirt
A nice fun song to listen too
Another old one from that time that I always sing to myself in the garden is ... There is a rose in Spanish Harlem......
Hope you and David have lovely sunny day like I have in bucks today
The best summer I can remember in a long time