Pavilion, Wicksteed Park, Kettering

A Memory of Kettering.

Worked here aged 15 - my first casual job and first real job of any sort - when the pavilion had a 'proper' restaurant, mostly clearing tables, laying cutlery and (on my first day when I had the temerity to wear blue jeans, rather than black) serving orange juice from a jug to a party of ungrateful kids upstairs. We were provided with a wholesome lunch (no, really) and I recall 'Tobacco Road' by the Nashville Teens being played on a radio, one time. I also recall a guy absent-mindedly spooning custard on to meat and two veg! The back stairway had a distinctive smell - not a bad odour, just a particular scent.