Did you go to the Town hall Disco? Golly I’m showing my age here, Grease is the word was playing at almost every disco in the town from Glenburn to the town hall, I only ever went to these two discos, even thought the Glenburn one was much smaller it had a lot more difference in music, more Punk, Rock n roll than the main stream chart stuff of the Town hall disco.
Teddy boys were making a bit of a come back, when I was a teen so much so, I begged nay begged and crawled so ma mam would get me a teddy boy hair cut for the Glenburn Disco, My uncle tom had a pair of Brothel creepers as they were called a pair of red velvet teddy boy shoes, which he said he give me, the long or actually short drain pipe trousers, Illuminist socks you got from a little shop just round the corner from Gilmore St station.
The new hair do cost £15 which in those days was bloody expensive but god did I look the part a mixture of a young Elvis and Slim Jim from the Stray cats well in the hair I did nuff said lol.
The walk from Ailsa drive to Braehead Road the hall belonged to St Peters Chapel. I would always walk up the Glenburn Road to the Disco; I never got a bus even If I had the money, just more money to spend on sweets and tobacco later or a trip to the chippy at the bottom of the Glenburn road next to the Courtyard pub now a hotel so I am told.
Well I spent a lot of time at that chip shop, between washing cars in the Courtyard pub, they liked the idea of a teenager washing cars for 50p on a Friday and Saturday they always let me fill my bucket up in the toilets in the hotel part of the premises, I only found out years later that it was a hotel, funny that.
Anyway I’m rambling like it’s a blog lol, Well I got to the disco, with my hair still intact looking good in me drainpipe trousers brothel creepers and bright Orange socks, the music a mixture of Punk, shawaddywaddy, John Travolta and all the Grease music and Boney M’s Rasputin, Its then I first saw her; Trisha Quigley flanked by some of her pals, our eyes met, well I was dancing or laying an egg who knows, but she fancied me, before long one of her pals asked me if I would go out with her.
Yeah sure, chewing on gum trying to act super cool, but really inside shitting myself, I got my first girlfriend and what the hell do I do now?
Well as far as it got, she sat on my lap had the slow dance to Olivia Newton-John’s
Hopelessly Devoted to You, and talking like Donald Duck not all in that order mind you.
God I wonder where she is now, I wronged that poor girl Sorry Trisha.
