Old club acts

I got to know Ruby Murray quite well in the 1950's. Met her many times. Still in touch with her former husband, Bernie Burgess...Tim's father.

 

That's the lass. Unfortunately I believe Mick and Julie split up but she continued to live in their
house close to the Tally Ho. Last time I heard she'd met a bloke, got married and moved
to live in France. Around 1971 I was one of the DJ's on a travelling disco called
Sound Syndrome and the Tally Ho was one of the pubs we played in.
They were very hard to please. There was a group of lads that occupied a dark corner of the room
who if you didn't play the Rolling Stones, would threaten to pour ale into your amplifier.
I used to encourage them to get on with it, on the grounds that I would will get an early
night and still get paid. That used to do the trick.!!!!

 

Tim Murray was very good on the night but it seemed Marti Kane and the panel were really pushing his name all night.
I can't remember off hand who all the panellists were but Stan Dallas was one (ex Dallas Boys) and Anna Sourby ( now tory MP ) was another.

 

Doin the clubland rounds watching

Bitter Suite
Teaser
New Jersey Turnpike
O'haras Playboys (think av got that right)

Buying a Clubman's guide to see who was on at

Birdwell WMC
Village Cudworth
New Road WMC
Lundwood club ( Not Tunnel) ……..these clubs always had a little old guy on the door who was gestapo trained

Wakey theatre club... saw Showaddywaddy who were terrific live.....

 

Also Reform in Wombwell , Swaithe, Bolton wmc,
Watching
Ponders end ,

Bitter suite

Drifting Harmony

Six of the Best

 

Method,Dragonfly

 

For some reason, Donny was a hotbed for Country Music and there were a lot of very good
bands that played the Working Men's Club circuit. Some local Clubs really "went for it" and
booked some of the biggest Stars in the UK for a weeks Cabaret. Greasborough Social, the Frontier
Club at Batley and the Wakefield Theatre Club readily spring to mind. In Donny the top venue was
the Yarborough Social Club in Bentley. I was invited along with my girlfriend to a mates wedding
Anniversary celebration.He had a table for eight and he had paid for a meal. Like a lot of Clubgoers then,
you felt like a "tuppence halfpenny millionaire with Jumbo Scampi and fries in a basket. The act that night was a tenor
from Hull by the name of David Whitfield. He'd had a string of hits years earlier, but his best days were now probably
behind him. I was warned beforehand that a member of our party called " Biff", was a great lad, until he'd had a few.
After about three pints, if you said anything he didn't like, apparently, you could find yourself embroiled in a bit of
rough and tumble.! He was a big lad , not particularly good looking but his wife was absolutely stunning to the point
that he had a problem if anyone said anything to her or even looked at her. Just before the Star took to the stage, " Biff" decided to go to the bar to get a round in. He seemed to be ages and as I'd supped up, I kept looking to see if he was near
getting served. At that point , David Whitfield announced his next song " Answer Me" which had been a massive hit
for him. As he started to sing, he moved across the stage and climbed down the steps to floor level. He had a big
Red rose in his hand. He picked his way through the tables and stopped at ours. He took " Biffs" wife by the hand
and started to dance with her, whilst serenading her. He guided her back to her seat and as she sat down he put
the Rose behind her ear kissed her hand several times before returning to the stage to continue his act.
By now , an incandescent " Biff" was back at the table with steam coming out of both ears. He looked at my mate
and said " what kind of a man are you, to let him do that to 'ar lass."? Quick as a flash my mates wife said " don't
you dare say he's not a man, I can assure you he is". My mate clasped his hand over his wife's face knowing what
could happen next and said " shut up you , you're reyt Biff I'm not a man, I'm not a man". It was so unexpected,
everybody including Biff just fell about laughing and fortunately we got through the night without any further incidents.


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Spent a lot of friday nights in the cabbage, in woodlands, donny in the mid/late 80's. The gents were class and flick of the wrist wern't too bad.
Once went to a club in scunthorpe to watch the next big group apparantly, the housemartins or something like that, the wern't too bad

 

Loved listening to Bitter Suite, Ponders End and the Uncool Dance Band.
One of my favourite bands was Hull based Squealer who used to do a lot
of AC/DC covers.

 

don't forget the ki-ki in kirk sandal ( owned by the same people who owned the ba-ba) I used to work behind the bar downstairs pulling pints for the waitress's when the pit was on strike which in the early 70's was nigh on every other week the amount of shags I got off 20+ married waitresses on a 10 min smoke break out back by the empties was unreal. I was a lean mean 16/17 year old but married to a lass from kirk sandal and her dad ( who was shagging a bird on the side) who worked the door couldn't really say anything

 

Double post

 

I used to think they deserved longer smoke breaks cos The waitresses were always moaning summat about it not being long enough and been over before it got started or some such thing

 

I worked behind the bar at Wombwell Reform, I was working the weekend where Def Leppard played Friday and Saturday because they got snowed in. I thought they were crap and passed up on the opportunity to buy their first ep, worth something in the region of £400 now.

 

Did you have to stand on a beer crate Trev.? To pull the pints I mean.

 

I had to stand on one with a few of the women but told them when my leg started twitching and my eyes rolled they'd best kick it out from under me or else