Lyn, are you with some TV programme set up. I was contacted tonight by the local History section asking me if I will tell some of my stories about dancing to a network TV unit. Been there done that with the BBC so the answer is no. GI's had gone off to the Pacific war still going on when I started going to the big boys dances, we had Canadian's from the local Bomber Squadrons to compete with, great lads and Stockton was little Canada for them, we took them home for meals and some home comfort after all most were not that much older than me, My parents danced in competition and took me all dolled up as the baby sitter would not look after the wild boy as she called me. Older women got me up to dance between the competitions and I was a fast learner. We had school hall and church hall dances, always crowded with boys and girls. I became probably the youngest MC ever at the Cadet Dances once a month, "Marjory will dance with me as we lead off the Chrysanthemum Waltz" and as the band struck up we would really lead off the dancers young and old until the circle was formed, yes I could dance and had no shortage of partners, in the Palais many of them married missing husbands in the forces, I was safe, maybe. The lads said I could smell a dance from fifty miles away and danced in many of the largest halls, London Blackpool and lots in-between plus of course Bridgend (I put that one in for Gardening Grandma). No dancing these days it would be the Zimmer frame Waltz very slowly, well not quite that bad but I did think of forming a dance group from those little electric scooters that yap at your heels in Town Centres. Like the pied piper of Hamle I would lead them into the river.
I would like to use a new name for use on this site. any ideas? I am mid 50s, recently retired doctor. Fat, bald love gardening more than anything [ except my wife ] and am a bit of an old punk
How can you lie there and think of England When you don't even know who's in the team
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair In seventy-seven and sixty-nine revolution was in the air I was born too late into a world that doesn't care Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
So figrat, you're named after one of a group of opera dancers?
My forum nym is pretty boring. Like Frank, I had a few fails when signing up on the old BBC gardening board, at the time 'Bob The Builder' came to TV, and this one wasn't taken. Some folk call me that anyway in 'real life'.
I know my writing style usually comes across as a bit formal, but I do have a good SOH and often find myself having a good old giggle when reading some of these threads!
A trowel in the hand is worth a thousand lost under a bush.
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair In seventy-seven and sixty-nine revolution was in the air I was born too late into a world that doesn't care Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
I am definitely not Essex Boy. There is more than one Woodgreen in this world The one I live in is the most beautiful. It's in the New Forest, (which is almost 1000 years old!)
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Mine doesn't take that much working out. My real name's fi***g**ra*t.
Lyn, are you with some TV programme set up. I was contacted tonight by the local History section asking me if I will tell some of my stories about dancing to a network TV unit. Been there done that with the BBC so the answer is no.
GI's had gone off to the Pacific war still going on when I started going to the big boys dances, we had Canadian's from the local Bomber Squadrons to compete with, great lads and Stockton was little Canada for them, we took them home for meals and some home comfort after all most were not that much older than me,
My parents danced in competition and took me all dolled up as the baby sitter would not look after the wild boy as she called me. Older women got me up to dance between the competitions and I was a fast learner. We had school hall and church hall dances, always crowded with boys and girls. I became probably the youngest MC ever at the Cadet Dances once a month, "Marjory will dance with me as we lead off the Chrysanthemum Waltz" and as the band struck up we would really lead off the dancers young and old until the circle was formed, yes I could dance and had no shortage of partners, in the Palais many of them married missing husbands in the forces, I was safe, maybe. The lads said I could smell a dance from fifty miles away and danced in many of the largest halls, London Blackpool and lots in-between plus of course Bridgend (I put that one in for Gardening Grandma).
No dancing these days it would be the Zimmer frame Waltz very slowly, well not quite that bad but I did think of forming a dance group from those little electric scooters that yap at your heels in Town Centres. Like the pied piper of Hamle I would lead them into the river.
Frank
I would like to use a new name for use on this site. any ideas? I am mid 50s, recently retired doctor. Fat, bald love gardening more than anything [ except my wife ] and am a bit of an old punk
When you don't even know who's in the team
S.Yorkshire/Derbyshire border
Any inspiration here?
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In seventy-seven and sixty-nine revolution was in the air
I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
So figrat, you're named after one of a group of opera dancers?
My forum nym is pretty boring. Like Frank, I had a few fails when signing up on the old BBC gardening board, at the time 'Bob The Builder' came to TV, and this one wasn't taken. Some folk call me that anyway in 'real life'.
I know my writing style usually comes across as a bit formal, but I do have a good SOH and often find myself having a good old giggle when reading some of these threads!
Nigel why not just be Punkdoc
This was @ nigelcoad
I am definitely not Essex Boy. There is more than one Woodgreen in this world The one I live in is the most beautiful. It's in the New Forest, (which is almost 1000 years old!)