I can remember going there twice.



My very first visit when I was a nipper was to watch a cartoon show. I got threepence off my mum and went in with my sister. I sat at the front, and they used to change the colours of the lights shining onto the curtains, and for some reason this frightened me and I started crying. I eventually got my money back and bought some sweets instead.

Second visit I went with my mum in the evening, and sat upstairs in the balcony. For years I could never remember what the name of the film was we saw, I just had a recolection of a guy sitting on a barge on a canal, and he threw his sandwiches overboard because they tasted horrible, same with the flask of tea. Years later I was watching The Bargee, a sixties comedy with Harry H Corbett, and lo and behold there was that scene.