Does anyone remember the days of dancing around your handbag?

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I am watching Top of the Pops 1977 and reminiscing.

I told dd that in those days (70s/80s) we used to put our handbags in a bag pile on the floor and all dance in a big circle around the bags. I got a strange look 😐. Does anyone else remember doing that?!

I remember getting a taxi home from Bradford with my mate. It was about 14 miles and £4 usually. One driver turned up with no back seats, but we still piled in. Got back to the nurses home where we lived and the bill was £5. My mate laid into him, arguing the toss. We dragged her out of the car and paid up. Happy days with a menacing under-threat.

Yes! Is it not a thing now!?

Na kids don't go to clubs anymore. Loads have shit due to lack of footfall. COVID was pretty much the nail in an already dying industry.

They go to craft ale bars and stare at phones instead. You don't go out on the pull anymore. Not now there's a app for it.

I’m 64 now, remember dancing the night away around our handbags at discos then nightclubs in the 70s & early 80s. All piling into the ladies (when a song came on we didn’t like)to discuss the talent, who was eyeing up who, reapplying the lippy, spraying Charlie perfume.
Walking home in bare feet carrying our heels. Getting home reeking of fags, sometimes finding a fag burn in our disco gear ! I didn’t smoke but liked a man that did !

Hoping for a snog & smooch before end of the night silently praying I wouldn’t be the only one left sitting down 😬

Met DH at a nightclub 43 years ago when he asked me for a slow dance, snogged, gave me & my flatmates a lift home, we carried on snogging in his Mini until sunrise plus he smoked then 😍
Loved my clubbing days.

Starrysilver. I'm 64 too. Your post I could have written. It feels like a lifetime ago that I can barely remember living. Fuck. I feel a bit sad.

I also had some fab snogs with someone I wouldn't give the time of day to for anything more lasting but for those three minutes...... WOW

Gosh yes, handbags in the middle, blagging free cheap fizz by telling the DJ about all our birthdays, engagements etc. I used to go out with the girls from work, we'd worked all day Sat til half 5, met up at 8 for the pubs, out of the clubs at 2am and up for church by 9am the following morning. Good times! Thanks for the memory jog.

I partly lived abroad and it was a thing there too- even late 90' early 00's.

What do 'kids' do now? I know a credit card fits in your phone case, but what about lipstick, tampons, condoms? Where do they go if you don't have a handbag? 🤔

Yep this was us. Surely people still do this? I’ve no idea 😬

Online dating and messaging. From home. Then maybe meet in person eventually. More dickpics than dancing unfortunately.

I think I remember Tiffanys in Bradford. Mainly used to go to Bradford in 1981/82. There was also a club upstairs on the pedestrian bit, I think near a shoe shop that sold Kickers 😂 There was also a pub on the roundabout into Bradford, I remember dancing to Dexys there 😂 We went out in Halifax more though, a club called Heathcliffes and a club downstairs from the Berni inn 😮 And yes to handbags in the middle of a group of us and shoes off towards the end of the night. Ah those were the days.

Ah yes me too @Starrysilver ! I liked a clutch bag I was an expert at keeping it clamped in my armpit. In fact I once got home and was very drunk. I woke up the following morning laid on my bed still fully dressed with the clutch bag still under my arm.

I did this in the late 90s and 2000s! Do young people really not go out anymore?!

Yes! Anyone else do this in Cardiff, late 90s?

OMG the memories of the late 70’s. I celebrated my 18th birthday in the same nightclub I’d been going to for nearly 2 years already, happy days! I worked in one for a while as a part-time job for about 18 months I made a fortune in tips often got given what was left in the kitty glass, we often had hen and stag parties in also young pro footballers came in. To get a late license the place had to serve food so we had to dish out free plates of stovies (in Scotland) which no one wanted. Got asked out all the time I had loads of boyfriends and was living my best life. Lads would offer to buy you a drink, I would add the cash to my tips. Actually met my DH in a nightclub and my sister met her DH in the same nightclub ( not at the same time) no idea how people meet each other now.

Lol yes. Did you have a silky blouse with a broch too.

I too remember the hand bag thing. Always had a sore throat too from shouting over the noise and swallowing all the smoke in the air. Good old days.

@thenightsky @justlass Tumblers, & the one on the hill near Foster Square that didn't seem to care what age you were. The Rat Trap and After Dark in nearby towns.
Going out for the night was so different back when no one enforced the licensing laws.

I think that's the one, the one on the hill. Was there a sort of lift that took you to the first floor where the club was? Met some nice guys there, one thought he was Simon Le Bon 😂 Then we had to get a taxi home because the Yorkshire Ripper was still around.

Oh yea happy days! Throw the clutch bags in the middle and then dance away only to stop to reapply twilight teaser lipstick or a bit more hairspray!

Yes! The Top Rank Suite, Brighton was our Saturday night venue! Vividly remember everyone scrambling to sit down in the longest line imaginable when Oops Upside Your Head came on! Happy days….

We used to call this a 'five to twoer' ie someone you snogged at 1.55am when you realised you were going home with no success and that you would not have snogged otherwise.

Oh how had i forgotten this !
Getting home pissed as a fart , with sore feet and ringing ears having had the best night ever- again and stripping off all your cigarette smoke stinking clothes.
My money was in a pouch tucked down the front of my skin tight trousers so no bag to dance round ,usually £15.00 max was more than enough for a big night out , taxis and a hotdog outside the club at 3am plus change.
And asking anyone to watch your drink while you had a dance.
If it was Friday even better knowing you could do the same again on Saturday night.
What would i give to go back to my clubbing days !

I loved my clubbing days and did it from when I was about 15 to about 30. Loved everything about the 80s and 90s. A whole night out for about £15! And yes, home stinking of smoke !

I remember the slow dance at my childhood eighties discos (we all ran away pretending to puke, until I was about 11 and there was some awkward shuffling). Then in 90s indie clubs we didn’t have a slow dance or need to take off our shoes which were trainers. In my student union night (shoes off) it was “Never Forget” at the end, always. Happy times.

Some of the clubs I went to are still open so people must still go out.