I should have said I used to starch mine in sugar water TOO. I don’t remember trouble wit( wasps but I do remember the shredded stockings, and the prickly feel.
I think we were welded to our stilettos. I even used to walk my dog in mine! I don’t think anything nowadays makes young girls feel as sexy and feminine as stilettos used to make me feel. I loved them. When I look at the clumpy shoes girls wear these days, I wonder if they know what they are missing. I would love to have that time over again. I loved Marty Wilde too, another of my favourites was Billy Fury, who died young. I was heartbroken.
I was so lucky - my parents were friendly with the manager of the Granada cinema where they had live shows, so I got to meet lots of stars in person - Marty, Adam Faith, David Whitfield and loads more, and had a whale of a time. Such happy, easy days. I don’t envy youngsters the angst they seem to feel nowadays, and that’s a fact.,
Xxxx
Hello Ann, yes those fabulous stilettos!! One day I went waltzing out of the house in mine and my Dad said they were dangerous! In Birmingham the heel got wedged in a crack in the pavement and completely broke off! I
had to come home in one shoe. How he laughed! Sorry for the off topic post, but just remembered!
Thank you, Sheila, I shall try and ring you.
Love,
Mary x x
I met Tommy Steele at the Granada too. He wasn’t much taller than me, I think probably no more than 5’6” as he was only just a bit taller than me in heels. I do remember ‘young love’, a very romantic song. That’s the thing about today’s music, there is no romance. Very sad. X
We certainly did, Sheila. And funnily enough, I think I, for one, actually appreciated it at the time. I remember being at one of the shows and thinking how lucky I was, especially as I not only got in for nothing, but got to meet the stars too! At the tender age of 15, that was really something. I got loads of autographs too. Wish I could go back there and do it all again.
At that time, I had quite a few boyfriends and thought I loved them. It was all pretty innocent, but I was sure with each one that I had found the boy of my dreams. Then I met Tony, tall dark and oh, so handsome and I learned what real love is. That love became a marriage of 54 years, only ending when he died last year. I still consider myself lucky to have had that love and care.we were so good together, and there will never be anyone else, ever. Hugs, Ann
Listen to the words…
Try this link, Sheila, Hope it works!
This link might say the video is unavailable, but if you click on “Watch on youtube” you should get it. Fingers crossed.
For all of us that keep getting up in spite of the ache x
Thank you FleurDeLis. x
Hello
Sent that song to my sons
As that’s what they called there dad and the words
Is just them xx
Hello Debbie. It’s bring tears every time I listen to that song by Zac Brown. I think I’m so wrapped up in my own grief that I’m guilty of forgetting that our son has lost his dad. When he comes to see me, which is practically every weekend (he’s my bubble), he spends a lot of time in his dad’s garage. I think dad would be very proud of him, as I am. 
Morning
My son cried his eyes out he always wanted to be big and strong like his dad
And my son Nathan as 2 boys and they are the same
All the words meant so much to Nathan
My song i always play is where is tomorrow by
Cilla black has that is how I feel
Take care x
I took the liberty of posting it Debbie. I’ve never heard it before but the words are apt for those of us who have lost a loved one. Thank you. xx
This version by Rod Stewart is my absolute favourite version. It was our thing where the conversation would go:
David: Have I told you lately?
Me: No.
David: Oh yes I have and I do!
Me: I know…
The words are for all off us on the site
Thank you for posting it as I haven’t got a clue
About things like that xx
Such beautiful words, but so true and relevant to our grief. I am a blubbering wreck again now xx
I loved the Cilla Black song. Struck a chord and made me cry. Mum and Dad used to take me and my brother to see Cilla at the Winter Gardens theatre in Blackpool in the 60s and 70s. I don’t recall this song though but it speaks volumes of how I feel without my husband. X
Sounds like you had great fun together and what wonderful memories to treasure. Xx