Urmstongran
I loved Bredbury Hall OxfordGran!
I was skinny. I loved my long legs in hot pants. I was confident with my false eyelashes and black nail polish on my naturally long nails.
Biba perfume in it’s iconic yellow atomiser or Estée Lauder ‘Youth Dew’.
I could dance (and not just round a handbag!).
Pretended I liked listening to John Peel’s nonsense on Radio 1 of a Sunday evening.p, when really I preferred Northern Soul at Mr Smith’s or the Twisted Wheel in Manchester City centre.
Then the late night bus home from Piccadilly Gardens (relief when it turned up as by that time of night, things were getting a bit dodgy with some characters).
Happy Days.
Wow! we may have met at o e of the bars! this would be early 70’s
gosh
I met my husband there
unfortunately
I do nt remember black. nail polish but steak sandwiches upstairs,
hot pants! yes! thought I was the bees knees !
I lived in Fallowfield, near the Toastrack, remember the record exchange place, what was it called, happy wonderful days, worked hard, studied hard, played hard, so cool ha ha