I’m having trouble placing the shops I used to be sent to by my mother, (F?)
It used to be easy, crossing the railway line right by our house until they built a wall and I had to go up to the main road Argyle St towards the grey flats and left again.
There was a Chinese Takeaway there.
I went to a disco once or twice in a community centre there too. My mother who was a seamstress made me a beautiful new top, pink satin with sequins she sewed on.It was 1972/3 and I felt a bit scared of the skinheads hanging round the toilets. The Hairys were doing the head shaking thing to the music 😁

