The last time I was in Liverpool was in 1979 when I was a cadet. The only thing that I remember from that call was that we docked in a container dock in the dark in the early evening. One of the engineers took all four of us (cadets) to a disco where I saw English girls dancing with each other and dancing around their own hand bags. All the boys were huddled around the bar drinking pints. That dancing around the hand bag came from the fact that there was no place to leave a hand bag safe when going for a dance. They were dancing together because the boys only wanted to drink. We as Dutch could not understand that at all but when we tried to ask these girls for a dance, and there were 100’s of them in this gigantic disco, they all refused as they were out on the town together. At least that is what I understood when asking. It was very difficult to understand them, partly because of the disco noise and partly because of their liverpudlian accents, but I never forgot the disco scene from that night. All these pretty girls dancing together around their hand bags and all the men just boozing it up. My wife (who is British) later explained that it was not that unusual in England in those days. Continue reading
