I can remember going to the Essoldo to see Marty Wilde, Joe Brown, Susan Maugham and a few others, that would have been about 1962, I think Bill Haley was on as well, the Essoldo used to have good stage acts on regularly.
Susan Maughan ? Gosh ! I wonder what happened to her.
"I wanna be Bobby's girl, I wanna be Bobbby's girl...."
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect. ~Chief Seattle
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect. ~Chief Seattle
and one of these for scrubbing steps. Donkey stone
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect. ~Chief Seattle
Life wasn't worth living for a woman if she didn't scrub her step every week.
Strange communal pastime. Often it would be that neighbours seemed to scrub their steps on the same day in a week, around the same time of day and chatting away whilst they did .
A job that never went away. Womb to the tomb everyone kept on scrubbing ! Note the mop bucket, Star
scrubbing the pub steps
Communal scrubbing of church steps.
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect. ~Chief Seattle
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect. ~Chief Seattle
Fast forward to the 1980's and the ridiculous fashion of 'shoulder pads'
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect. ~Chief Seattle
Life wasn't worth living for a woman if she didn't scrub her step every week.
Strange communal pastime. Often it would be that neighbours seemed to scrub their steps on the same day in a week, around the same time of day and chatting away whilst they did .
A job that never went away. Womb to the tomb everyone kept on scrubbing ! Note the mop bucket, Star
scrubbing the pub steps
Communal scrubbing of church steps.
I got myself one of those mop buckets 2 weeks ago,£5.99 in home bargain,nomore pushing the mop through the wringer on the cheap plastic ones
used to go here quite a bit when my 2 oldest kids were small.We used to go on the playgroup outing as well,it was all going well till I went down the slide & ripped my cozzie,my cousin's went see through & one of the other mums got stuck on the elephant slide