Yes I seem to remember a Terence Charnock but no recollection of a face ,sorry. So cinema was in your family too. Very nice to hear from you and reading your fond memories.
I was born and raised at the Essoldo, my grandfather was the manager Mr C Watson. My sister and I still love to remember the steam trains passing as we played at being usherettes and shining the torch to show patrons to their seats in the dark. The twins who always sat in the back stalls, shouting “they’re behind you” at the Cowboys and Indians movies. The front rows of boisterous lads who every week got thrown out by my grandfather, and then called us the ‘ flea pit kids’ and duly roughed me up for getting thrown out. I helped to sell the Kia ora orange drinks, Hoggetts crisps, Fry chocolate cream. My mother sold the tickets, my father was part time projectionist and woe betide if the film snapped. The lights went on, the boo’s and stamping of feet was deafening until the film was joined,lights went down and everyone cheered. Glorious days, my childhood.
Yes I seem to remember a Terence Charnock but no recollection of a face ,sorry. So cinema was in your family too. Very nice to hear from you and reading your fond memories.
Yes us grandchildren are well thanks. Trying to place you, can you give a surname to jog my memory?
I was born and raised at the Essoldo, my grandfather was the manager Mr C Watson. My sister and I still love to remember the steam trains passing as we played at being usherettes and shining the torch to show patrons to their seats in the dark. The twins who always sat in the back stalls, shouting “they’re behind you” at the Cowboys and Indians movies. The front rows of boisterous lads who every week got thrown out by my grandfather, and then called us the ‘ flea pit kids’ and duly roughed me up for getting thrown out. I helped to sell the Kia ora orange drinks, Hoggetts crisps, Fry chocolate cream. My mother sold the tickets, my father was part time projectionist and woe betide if the film snapped. The lights went on, the boo’s and stamping of feet was deafening until the film was joined,lights went down and everyone cheered. Glorious days, my childhood.