When I lived in Walsden I went to the Imp pretty regular. One day in 1963 ish I got a 1957 Oldsmobile Rocket 88 and me and a few lads and lasses (it held eight if you crammed four front and back), turned up at the Nelson Imp. While we were looking for somewhere safe to park (not easy) there were a gang of screaming girls running after us, they must have thought we were the group which was appearing that night.
What a let down when when us lot, a bunch of yokels from Yorkshire, climbed out.
Here is a clipping from the brochure which was still in the car glove box when I got it.
Funny thing is although I don't qualify for any prize for a handsome hulk of a man I was never short of a girl on my passenger seat.
Anyway back to the Nelson Imp, a good night out and great groups which were just on the verge of famous, oh! and a few battles outside where more than one Ted has finished up in the cut.