To those of you who were young in the 60’s - was it really ‘swinging’?

It sounds wonderful.

MissAdventure

I don't think swinging was allowed in our house.
My mum wouldn't have liked it.

I was an original beatnik in the early sixties.
I left home at eighteen and slept under the West pier at Brighton.
There I met up with fellow beatniks, we played guitars on the beach while holidaymakers threw us coins.
Later on I progressed to hitchhiking around the country. And then hitchedhiked to Tangier’s and smoked the local weed, called Keef. It was certainly an experience and one I won’t forget. My favourite music was Joan Baez, Bob Dylan and a lot of modern jazz. Went to Ronnie Scott’s club a few times in soho.
Forgot to mention: I had to be repatriated from Spain on way home from Tangier as lost my passport. Got stranded at the GareduNord train station in France. Got talking to a very interesting American soldier whilst there.
There’s lots more, but all I can possibly divulge.
Just to say ‘I loved the sixties. I had a blast.’.

It was my 17th birthday and I was out with my parents in a restaurant for a birthday meal. There was suddenly a huge crash from the kitchen area. We found out afterwards that the news had come over the radio and someone had dropped a large tray of crockery onto the floor from shock.

The whole thing seemed unbelievable at the time. Politcal assassinations were so much rarer then.

I was sit in the kitchen listening to the radio, it was announced,
I raced through to my parents who were watching tv, I threw myself onto my father, it was only then it was announced on the tv, no rolling news in the 60’s.

I'd arrived home from college, Dad had the TV on and he called Mum and me. We were standing up, I remember, and watched in horror.

I was watching ‘The Grapes of Wrath’ at a local FE college , when the film was stopped and we were told about JFK.. When we all left there were loads of people on the street talking about it .

I was 15 and at work in central London. On the train home it was obvious something terrible had happened,

I was in a coffee bar when the news about JFK was heard. I didn’t understand it’s significance at that point but I soon did

I was at university and the news (JFK being shot) came through as I was with a friend who was preparing for a winter ball (I was Cinderella) and I remember being glad that I wasn't going out that evening so I could sit in my room glued to my radio, keeping up with the news.

shinamae worth the effort.

Yes Annie we all remember where we were when we heard about JFK’s assassination don’t we? I was at home then at Brownies after tea where we were talking about it.

The excitement when J.F.K. Kennedy was elected President

The Cuban Missile Crisis.

J.F.K. Martin Luther King. Robert Kennedy. Malcolm X.
Assassinated .

Apollo 11.

Bob Dylan , Joan Baez.

Born in 1947 in Liverpool. Went to secretarial college at 15, the Cavern and various other clubs, saw the Beatles, Gerry and the Pacemakers etc live. Absolutely loved it. You felt safe and happy and feared nothing. Married at 21, two children by 25. I look at the young ones now and feel so sad for them. Life seems so traumatic and full of angst. I’ve always thought the 60s was the most exiting decade, but then I’m probably biased.

Finally!!

Bloody useless I give up!

One more try..

Oh my God site playing up again..?‍♀️?‍♀️?‍♀️?‍♀️

This!!

Very glad indeed!!

Oooh, how intriguing!

AGAA4 I saw The Stones a couple of times in the '60s. We saw them once at Birmingham Odeon. We were quite near the front and Brian Jones did a wee into a Coca Cola bottle. I was 14 or 15 at the time and was a bit shocked that he made no attempt to hide his erm....modesty.

My cousin went to see a Rolling Stones concert. She was on the front row and was invited with a few other girls to meet the Stones in their dressing room.
My cousin was quite worldly but said she was shocked by them. She wouldn't tell me why because unlike her I was not worldly and younger than her.

Top of the bill for us was Eric Burdon and The Anmals.

Luckygirl3

I count myself very lucky to have been around and young and carefree in the 60s.

We had the absolute best of popular music -there has been nothing like it since. What young people get now is just pap in comparison. I have fond memories of dancing to the Moody Blues (live) with my OH in the Students' Union. Happy days.

They must have done the rounds of colleges - I remember them playing at the Rag Ball.
Their language was rather fruity off-stage and upset my strait-laced friend!

You’re telling me!

grumppa

I looked everywhere for the permissive society, but never found it. Never mind, I had my Françoise Hardy LPs.

I don't think it was quite as permissive as people believe.