| But where did we go, in Nottingham
in the seventies? Early seventies of course we had no money and just hung
around the streets annoying people as most teenagers do....mainly opposite
the Westdale Tavern pub, if you know where that is!
And then of course there was the garage! My parents had a garage but no car and this was duly taken over and decorated with various items of graffiti covering football teams ,various statements on life, and who was in love with who at the time. And then we discovered women, drinking and live music, but not necessarily in that order! |
First came the local pubs. The
favourite haunt from school was the Chesters - The Chesterfield Arms in
Gedling and then the previously mentioned Westdale Tavern. And then
further afield to Burton Joyce and Lambley and Lowdham until we arrived at
the centre of the known universe - The Marquis of Granby at Hoveringham.
Then when we were bored with the Marquis it would be the Old Volunteer at Caythorpe to play bridge, or the Ferryboat at Stoke. Or into town to the Salutation, or the Trip, or Yates's. And where did we go for our holidays? Caister of course! |
And then came Moor Farm Inn at
Bramcote - live music for the price of half a mild and a mad rush back
through Nottingham to get home for Johnno's eleven o'clock curfew.
Then Saturday nights at the Boat, watching every band we could, and some we didn't want to see! Followed by Sunday nights at the Imperial on St James Street to watch Cisco every week, without fail. After Saturday Night Fever hit, it was Scamps or Isabellas, and then after punk arrived, the Sandpiper to do some pogo-ing, and for some New Wave cool, the Asylum. |