A snippet of my ‘picture theatre’ Life Story
My mother was a young mother in that year, and told us many delightful stories of how my father had courted her in the dress circle of the picture theatre. The picture theatre held a cultural significance in small towns equal to, if not higher than, the role religion and church played – you went to church and you went to the pictures.
Dad or any other date she wooed with her simmering smile and delightful attitude to life, would snake his arm around her shoulders as she munched on the ‘Old Gold’ box of chocolates he had proudly pulled from his pocket. Their eyes never left the safety and security of the fabulous movie star queens that adorned the huge screen.Continue Reading