Dancing Classes At The Alhambra Palace

A Memory of Droylsden.

I used to go to Bob Dale's ballroom dancing classes. That would have been around 1956-1959 when I was 13-15 years old. I loved it there and, of course, fell in love with him! If was thrilled in later years when I saw him on TV as a judge on the original Come Dancing. The classes took place in the Alhambra Dance Hall in those days.

I had special, sparkly dancing shoes and felt very important when the wax from the ballroom floor started to build up on the sole, I remember the sort of cubby hole in the corner where that record player was and remember the privilege of being allowed in there to change the record, or repeat a favourite. I clearly remember my first lesson, first dance the waltz: back, side together, back, side close, back side whisk, forward chassis, chassis, back, side, close, forward, spin turn, back, side, close ... Ah, lovely to reminisce. I had difficulty remembering to keep my knees bent for the tango and remember being held by Bob with his hands pressing down on my shoulders to keep me down. A favourite record of mine was I Talk to the Trees, possibly Chet Baker singing, in those days. I remember Bob getting a new car - a powder blue Ford Anglia, registration number VVR857. Weird memory I have, remembering that.

I passed my bronze and silver medal tests but after that, Bob told my Mum that to continue towards gold was really more for those with talent! Subtle ...! I remember that we used to pay six shillings for a half-hour private lesson so it was probably a relief to my Mum to learn that I was no Alesha Dixon! Besides, I was doing 'O' levels then leaving Fairfild High School by then. I remember that soon afterwards, Bob moved his school of dancing from Openshaw to Droylsden. I am assuming that it was to the Droylsden class that you went. TheTop Twenty Club, was it? Incredible to think that Jimmy Savile was the regular dj there. I used to catch the number 19 (later the 169) bus to Ashton Old Road to go to that Alhambra Palace, as I lived in Droylsden, in Abbey Road, just off Springfield Road, off Greenside Lane. My bus fare, three halfpence, one way.

Do you remember the cinema at the Alhambra? And Droylsden's bug hut, the Palace? And the Carlton in Clayton, catching the Mayne's bus to get there.

Gosh! I've gone on a bit, haven't I? I hope you read my post. More memories, please. What about school and the Whit Walks? What shops do you remember?

Gill Childs


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Interesting reading your memories Gill, my brother and his wife were pupils at the Alambrah dance school. Afraid I have always had 2 left feet.
Lines road was where I lived, close to the Audenshaw boundary and close to Moorside school the opposite direction from Abbey Rd.
To get to the Carlton Cinema there was a greater choice of public transport. I occasionally went to the bug hut - I remember going to see the dam busters there. More often though I would walk to the Odean at Guide Bridge where some names stick in my mind - the Titfield Thunderbolt, the Red River, Scaramouche are just a few.
To name shops is testing the memory but Hackett herbalist, Finches grocers, a butcher who mum called Ronnie's, and Farmers sweet shop.
As you know I still have photos from primary school and often wonder where everyone ended up.

Nice thinking back to those days I'll perhaps add more as they come to mind

Colin Benbow
Nice looking inside your mind, Coln. I plan to work my way along Market Sreet, remembering the shops as I go. Do you remember those Vimto "Smiles" you could get at Hackett's just drinking the juice - a big part of the fun for my Sister and I. I remember we sat on rather splintery benches in Hackett's Herbalist shop. Finch's ... ah yes! They packaged whatever you bought into a very skilled brown paper parcel with string. And the smell of that freshly ground coffee!
I lived at 3 Market Street which was a sweet shop opposite the Congregational Church. Opposite just down the road was a bike repair shop run by a man called George. He was a real character. There was a florist run by a lady called Lily Johnson who was really talented.. She was lovely and she gave me a reference when I applied for my first job. Just opposite Ashton Hill Lane was Mrs Murphy's fish and chip shop where you could take a basin to get steak pudding and chips with gravy. The best meat pies were from Isherwoods Butchers on that same row of shops. If we wanted meat and potato pies we always went to Brewsters opposite Craven Street and Blacks Bakers made heavenly egg custard tarts. The other shop I remember well was the cobblers on the bridge between Market Street and Fairfield Road. When I took shoes in for my parents for repair he would let me watch while he put on new heels. He kept the nails in his mouth while he worked. After he put on the heels he would put an extra metal half moon on the edge of the heel to make them last longer. I loved living on Market Street but I believe that all the shops I knew so well between the mill and Durham Street have now gone. I do hope that when I finally get the chance to visit Droylsden again, I will be able to get one of the pies I used to enjoy so much.
Hi, I used to go to Bob Dale's studio in Market Street and also to the Saturday night dances with my parents. Around 1959 - 1964 I was a member of the junior formation team along with my sister Dorothy. My partner was Peter Duffy. My sister danced with Martin Bunner. We competed at the Butlin's holiday camps, at Blackpool and throughout the north west. We also gave demonstrations at old folks gatherings etc. Happy Days. Is Bob Dale still alive? If so do you know his address?

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