Sunday 26 September 2010

Talkin bout my g g g generation.

I was a war baby,born under Scorpio,the illegitimate son of a laundress.Illegitimate,fine word ilegitimate.(does that ring a bell)She,a fallen women and I her fatherless son,were the poor relations of a working class family,and were made to feel it.Even in the 20th century the working class had it's own class system.
My mother worked a 5 day week with a weeks holiday during the summer and we spent what time we had together in our worlds.Film,music,poetry,books,our worlds.My education,if you could call it that,was a state secondary education,meant to fit me for blue collar work.
Like many of us kids from that time and place I was a child of the cinema,our world was bounded by cinemas,there were 7 within walking distance.If you could afford a tupenny bus fare there were another 5 within reach,although 1 was a cartoon and news cinema and another was renown for being the only place you could see French films.I think it was there I saw Rififi for the first time.
Saturdays most of us would be at the"saturday morning pictures".A tanner would get you a couple of cartoons,a serial and a main feature.We went in noisy kids and came out heroes and villians.(now that must ring a bell )
You could fit 4 films into a Sunday and visit only 1 cinema,or 2 if you wanted.The Granada,
Sutton would show 2 films in the afternoon,old films,westerns, musicals,thrillers,war films,then 2 newer films later.You could stay there,cross the road to the Curzon or walk down the road to the County.The County was a picture palace,with a flight of ,what I remember to be marble steps,up to the entrance.I remember a school friend and I being escorted from behind the County by a policman,an ear in each hand.We were under age and had tried to bunk in to see Dracula.
I could leave this out,but once you start something like this,hey.I was fifteen,just left school,and it was a Sunday.I was woken early and told ,"your mums dead",then left on my own.I don't remember much about that day,but I do remember going to the cinema that afternoon.A child of the cinema.

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