Thank you Chestnut that was great. Fascinating. Lovely fashions. I didn't see me or Sandra!
Angela Rayner is a scrounger, grifter and shameless hypocrite.
We went off at a tangent on the 50 Book Challenge thread after the mention of a book about The Beatles, so I thought I'd start a new thread to save derailing TerriBull's thread.
I have memories of going to several pop concerts - one was The Beatles and Roy Orbison in London, and there were several others in my home town - Billy Fury, Eden Kane, Helen Shapiro and Gene Pitney to name a few.
It was a wonderful time to be young - the music, the clothes, the dancing and fun.
Thank you Chestnut that was great. Fascinating. Lovely fashions. I didn't see me or Sandra!
Here you are Kate, you can re-live the Kings Road in the 1960s. I worked at Boots on Saturdays so I keep thinking I might appear in these shots. They are brilliant and there are plenty more.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=mouciDfZExU
www.youtube.com/watch?v=krqLyMt3sPQ
This was me in 1968. Expecting my second child. Living in the Netherlands.
I remember getting a train from Birmingham with my friend Sandra. We were about 14/15. We went to London to try to find Carnaby Street. We never found it but wandered down the Kings Road and were in awe of some of the sights we saw!
grandtanteJE65
Not being allowed to wear mini-skirts or jeans with a fly front as my mother considered both highly indecent.
Never being allowed to watch all the things on the TV that my friends did - no TV on a school night was the rule in my home.
Absolutely hating the music that everyone was going daft about.
Having my life made hell by a disagreement about what subjects I should take Highers and O levels in between my parents and my headmistress. This resulted in my leaving school at 15 and continuing to study for my exams at a private college. Lost contact with all but two of my school-friends.
My good memories are from the seventies, when I had finished school, gone off to study and thus got away from my super-controlling mother. I loved her, but was barely allowed to sneeze without her permission!
Sorry to hear you missed out on 1960s stuff. Your story makes me think of the Beatles song She's Leaving Home. You didn't take off like the girl, but did you ever relate to that song? I'm just wondering if I might have taken off like she did, knowing me probably yes. I did clash with my mother but I did what I wanted anyway, just didn't let her know. After all, I didn't want to worry her.......
Callistemon, whilst still at school, from the age of 15 I had a Saturday job in C&A Marble Arch selling coats just like that but that was in the late fifties. I loved that job because I got paid the same amount as my friends working in Woolworths did but I only worked a half day as all the London West End stores only opened for a half day on Saturday.
Not being allowed to wear mini-skirts or jeans with a fly front as my mother considered both highly indecent.
Never being allowed to watch all the things on the TV that my friends did - no TV on a school night was the rule in my home.
Absolutely hating the music that everyone was going daft about.
Having my life made hell by a disagreement about what subjects I should take Highers and O levels in between my parents and my headmistress. This resulted in my leaving school at 15 and continuing to study for my exams at a private college. Lost contact with all but two of my school-friends.
My good memories are from the seventies, when I had finished school, gone off to study and thus got away from my super-controlling mother. I loved her, but was barely allowed to sneeze without her permission!
I was a teenager during the 60’s and it was the best of times!
A huge fan of The Beatles, lucky enough to have seen them live (twice)!
The music during those times was great.
So many groups but each one was unique.
There’ll never be another time like it. Wish I was back then.
Happy memories😊
Saw The Beatles, The Who, The Rolling Stones, worked at Woolworths, saved to shop at Bus Stop and Biba plus Ravel in the sales.
Mods and Rockers on Brighton seafront , great music, such a positive time.
Moved to Leeds for teacher training 1969.
Brilliant
I was taken to Hull City Hall to see Heinz, John Kid and the Pirates, and others. Some girls who were sitting in front us said they had gone backstage? and met a new group who quote “looked like dustmen”, unquote. They came on eventually and were called “The Rolling Stones”!!!!
They went down quite well too
The 60's!! Wow! I had a bedsit in Chelsea, my local shops were in King Road! I need to be independent, and that's just what I was. I worked t the GPO telephone for Knightsbridge and Kensington, spoke to lots of exciting people and basically had a whale of a time! It ll came to an end when a boyfriend wouldn't take no for an answer so I went back home to Ayrshire!
That quote has always irritated me. I tuned 12 in january 1960, so the whole of my teenage life was during the 60s and I remember it very well
‘If you remember the sixties you really weren’t there!’ has been attributed to an American comedian called Charlie Fleischet whom I’ve never heard of but has been repeated by others.
It was a joke, missdeke so not intended to be taken seriously!
It was great that you could see ‘big stars’ locally. Now you have to trek to big venues ie. 02 arena. I remember seeing Stevie Wonder at the East Ham Granada and the Small Faces at the ABC cinema in Romford.
Depends when one was born, 50’s ,40’s
merlotgran
If you remember the sixties you weren’t really there!
That quote has always irritated me. I tuned 12 in january 1960, so the whole of my teenage life was during the 60s and I remember it very well. I met my boyfriend when I was 12 and we started going out when I was 14. He bought a motorbike so life was great, I went to dozens of concerts as they were so cheap. I saw Roy Orbison and the Beatles for 7/6 at the local cinema, and The stones for 5/- at the swimming baths. Such lovely memories, in fact recently I rediscovered some of the programs that I had kept from the concerts. Best time to grow up ever.
Beatles performing in local cinema, Others I can't recall played at the local ballroom. Getting married. On a sad note as so close to wedding, the Aberfan disaster.
flappergirl
TerriBull
Thanks NannyJan, Callistemon and Chestnut.
I always think of the 60s as a seminal decade, a bit like the 20s I suppose, but without the crash at the end. Although the 70s, economically had an air of the depressed landscape of the 1930s in some ways.
Having been born in the 50s and therefore remembering very little of that decade, but perceiving it to be somewhat dreary with post war austerity hanging over us. The sixties, was our roaring 20s, we'd well and truly emerged from WW2, there was an optimism a seismic culture shift and for the first time a whole new generation made their mark working class heroes trailblazing in kicking aside the entrenched establishment elite, possibly a rose tinted vision, but it was a time of possibilities.
My children having reached their teens latched on to my record collection with awe and wonder, all my coveted vinyl, Jimmy Hendrix, Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, The Rolling Stones yes even The Beatles have long since disappeared with them when they left home, with one saying "well you were going to leave it to us anyway, might as well have it now"They laboured under the impression I was out there living it up in the 60s, albeit with odd embellishment from me about what I was doing, the fact of the matter I was still at school, so not a lot! a mere spectator wishing I could have been out there in the cut and thrust, work, boyfriends, concerts and travel all came along in the 70s for me. Someone posted up thread, "if you remember the sixties you weren't actually there" fair comment, I often wonder why unlike the 60s, the 70s don't hold those memories, it was a fast decade it didn't go slowly, it was just one thing after another, I was participator rather than a spectator, with less time to ponder.
I echo your thoughts entirely TerriBull and you and I sound a similar age. I was born in 1957 so I remember a lot about the 60's but I wasn't participator. I've always likened it to the 20's too. There are huge similarities except that the bright young things of the 20's were usually wealthy/aristocratic.
The seventies was my time, especially the early part. I embraced hippiedom (is that a word?). I wore kaftans, lots of beads, went bare footed and listened to Led Zep, Black Sabbath, Pink Floyd and Hendrix. I went to the the Windsor Free Festivals of 73 and 74, the latter where everyone got arrested. I don't know how my dad survived the shock.
In April 1976 a friend and I got seasonal jobs working as chambermaids in a motel in West Wales near the coast. Of course we had no idea it was going to be the best summer on record. We chose well! Spent most afternoons in our string bikinis by the pool trying to recreate Charlie's Angels and then off to the local alternative music bar.
I'd happily live it all again.
I've always likened it to the 20's too. There are huge similarities except that the bright young things of the 20's were usually wealthy/aristocratic.
I know that wasn't the case. My mother certainly wasn't wealthy or aristocratic!
Born 1951, age 16 wore black knitted poncho over blue leather hotpants, fur bag with chain handle (made by me). Married at 19. Life is very different now.
I was at art school too. Memories of Biba Kensington Church Street, Barbara Heluniki( ???) was in there sorting the rails, another time The Four Tops walked in with their girlfriends. I bought some lovely clothes there. I think Laura Ashley was in High Street Kensington nearby.Happy days !
TerriBull
Thanks NannyJan, Callistemon and Chestnut.
I always think of the 60s as a seminal decade, a bit like the 20s I suppose, but without the crash at the end. Although the 70s, economically had an air of the depressed landscape of the 1930s in some ways.
Having been born in the 50s and therefore remembering very little of that decade, but perceiving it to be somewhat dreary with post war austerity hanging over us. The sixties, was our roaring 20s, we'd well and truly emerged from WW2, there was an optimism a seismic culture shift and for the first time a whole new generation made their mark working class heroes trailblazing in kicking aside the entrenched establishment elite, possibly a rose tinted vision, but it was a time of possibilities.
My children having reached their teens latched on to my record collection with awe and wonder, all my coveted vinyl, Jimmy Hendrix, Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, The Rolling Stones yes even The Beatles have long since disappeared with them when they left home, with one saying "well you were going to leave it to us anyway, might as well have it now"They laboured under the impression I was out there living it up in the 60s, albeit with odd embellishment from me about what I was doing, the fact of the matter I was still at school, so not a lot! a mere spectator wishing I could have been out there in the cut and thrust, work, boyfriends, concerts and travel all came along in the 70s for me. Someone posted up thread, "if you remember the sixties you weren't actually there" fair comment, I often wonder why unlike the 60s, the 70s don't hold those memories, it was a fast decade it didn't go slowly, it was just one thing after another, I was participator rather than a spectator, with less time to ponder.
I echo your thoughts entirely TerriBull and you and I sound a similar age. I was born in 1957 so I remember a lot about the 60's but I wasn't participator. I've always likened it to the 20's too. There are huge similarities except that the bright young things of the 20's were usually wealthy/aristocratic.
The seventies was my time, especially the early part. I embraced hippiedom (is that a word?). I wore kaftans, lots of beads, went bare footed and listened to Led Zep, Black Sabbath, Pink Floyd and Hendrix. I went to the the Windsor Free Festivals of 73 and 74, the latter where everyone got arrested. I don't know how my dad survived the shock.
In April 1976 a friend and I got seasonal jobs working as chambermaids in a motel in West Wales near the coast. Of course we had no idea it was going to be the best summer on record. We chose well! Spent most afternoons in our string bikinis by the pool trying to recreate Charlie's Angels and then off to the local alternative music bar.
I'd happily live it all again.
Having been born in the 50s and therefore remembering very little of that decade, but perceiving it to be somewhat dreary with post war austerity hanging over us.
Actually, Terribull, it wasn't that bad!
Bill Haley and the Comets, Paul Anka, Elvis Presley, Cliff Richard, Buddy Holly, Tommy Steele and, of course Helen Shapiro! Plus many others
Including Jimmy Young 😃
Net and paper nylon petticoats (they had to be soaked in sugar water!) Instead of dressing like their mothers, fashion for teenagers became popular.
And teenagers were invented 😁
Sadly I don’t have a single photo of that time, actually it may be just as well, I probably wasn’t half as cool as I thought I was.
I loved the 60’s. Left school in 1967 and went onto secretarial college for 2 years. The clothes, the music, the whole atmosphere was just fantastic and never to be repeated. I remember the first day of Radio 1. Fabulous times.

Lovely!!!
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