My first memory of the pictures is coming to the Plaza to see ‘Oliver’.
My father did shift work, so every third week we would all go to the pictures either to the Regent, Plaza or the Corona…
In 1933/34 I went to “The Pictures” for the first time, but I was not impressed. The black and white film was very old and scratched; it looked like driving rain to me. A few years later I went again and paid a penny to get in with a penny for ice cream in the interval.