Knowlemere Street dance

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Can anyone tell me is the dance place on Knowlemere Street still there, or do I have pipe dreams and fond memories.
Littlepom
 
no its now a storage room for an electronics company but it could have been a lot worse

plans were put forward to turn it into a mosque but the nice lady who bought the rosette company attatched to it also purchased the dance hall putting an end to the plans for a mosque

used to live 30 feet away from the place

used to go there as a kid for the kids disco lol
 
I went there for lessons in ballroom dancing on sunday afternoons.
The place always smelt strongly of cat pee.
 
Don't remember the smell of cat pee in the mid/late '50s and I spent a lot of time there, on Saturday nights - as one lady on here will remember:-)
 
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I used to try to go there, but my mother thought it was a den of iniquity, and threatened me with all kinds of disasters if it was found that I had visited.

All the 'bad' girls at my school used to go there on a Saturday Night....they made it sound very attractive.....but alas, I never made it there or to Joe Mort's either(another place mother warned me off).
 
The cat pee smell was when a chap named Cliff (I think) ran it.


Wasn't urine waste Margaret ... 'twas that bloody awful 'pilot' deodorant (not antiperspirant) .. hek, can't remember its name, was in a lilac container and supposed to smell of lavender/parma violets, but did smell of cat pee.

Funny, in a dance hall you had your favourite spot to stand ... mine was on the left hand wall as you walked in at that little paying window. The boys always seemed to stand diagonally to this ... :D
 
Great times Saturday nights late 50s. Don,t remember any bad smell though, probably because of the brilliantine?sp? Like a very smelly brylcreme.
 
I used to try to go there, but my mother thought it was a den of iniquity, and threatened me with all kinds of disasters if it was found that I had visited.

All the 'bad' girls at my school used to go there on a Saturday Night....they made it sound very attractive.....but alas, I never made it there or to Joe Mort's either(another place mother warned me off).
Don't think we were "BAD" maybe a bit adventurous. My dad was the same about Joe Morts but still I sneaked out and went there. Of course he did know. But loved Knowlemere St with all my friends. I wonder how many are still around. 1955/56/57/58
Come on where are you all.
Littlepom
 
Don't think we were "BAD" maybe a bit adventurous. My dad was the same about Joe Morts but still I sneaked out and went there. Of course he did know. But loved Knowlemere St with all my friends. I wonder how many are still around. 1955/56/57/58
Come on where are you all.
Littlepom

You know where some are - one in parrticular :-)
 
Littlepom....I didn't designate the girls who went as 'bad'....that was Ma.......we younger girls thought they were 'cool'(they were 4th years.....we were first years).
I still didn't get to go even when I was a fourth year.
It was the church youth club dance for me and my best friend.......and her dad would come and escort us both home.......how uncool was that?
 
Littlepom....I didn't designate the girls who went as 'bad'....that was Ma.......we younger girls thought they were 'cool'(they were 4th years.....we were first years).
I still didn't get to go even when I was a fourth year.
It was the church youth club dance for me and my best friend.......and her dad would come and escort us both home.......how uncool was that?


Sounds about as uncool as the Saturday evening dance at Spring Hill on Richmond Road in the mid-50s. The lights were always quite well lit and a number of adults were strategically positioned around the perimeter of the dance floor. I suppose that this (music - skiffle and rock'n'roll) was quite new to those adults, and we kids were only 13 and 14-year olds trying to grow up. This is where the rest of my life began...
 
Oh my goodness.......I used to go to Spring Hill.......and remember it just as you have portrayed it.......I suppose it would have been late fifties(or even early sixties) when I went there.
Yes and we were still escorted home!
Romance......not a chance.
 
Blimey that makes three of us, I enjoyed spring hill dances in the late 50s, can,t remember how I got there or got home probably shank,s pony but had some good times.
 
Oh my goodness.......I used to go to Spring Hill.......and remember it just as you have portrayed it.......I suppose it would have been late fifties(or even early sixties) when I went there.
Yes and we were still escorted home!
Romance......not a chance.

You're so right about the no romance, remember that chairs were situated around the perimeter of the floor and with the lights on you had to keep your hands on your own knees or you'd have been spotted in a flash! I had a schoolmate who invited me to the Saturday night hop at Christ Church at around the same time. 'Twas there where I saw my first real tea-chest and washboard in action. Weren't we just in awe? Anyway back to the thread and it's nice to know that the Arcs building is still standing. Sorry, Margaret (close your eyes here if you must), but I did make it to there and to Joe Morts too.
 
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