Lock Stock and Blockbustered

That time I took you to the Ritzy

‘Cos all your friends were doing it

Trying to blag our way into a movie

Some unseen authority claimed

We were too young to see

And we got as far as the  counter

With our carefully hoarded coins

Then you forgot your fake birthday

But they thought I was the one trying it on

To sneak in underage,

As if!  Outrage shone on both our faces

For the three year plus gap

Yawned in the other direction

I wasn’t even that spotty

But your suave blonde dye job

Carried the can far more convincingly

At the age of twelve

Than my mousy brown timidity

At fifteen.  Stymied by

Sensible shoes and conservative hemline

An embarrassment of youth

Despite the bus pass they swore

I must have found somewhere

For once the system worked

And we had to settle for ‘Grease’

One thought on “Lock Stock and Blockbustered

  1. This happened to my Brother and me. I was 18 and he was 15, and we were denied access to a Mel Brooks movie. So, we went down the highway to another theater that featured classic comedy at a budget price. That was the only day I ever saw Laurel and Hardy on the big screen, then W.C. Fields, then The Little Rascals, and on and on.

    You probably remember several scenes from Grease, and those songs are still on the radio, somewhere.

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