Hello Thank you to those who have responded to my appeal. It happened a long time ago but I do not think this was a young man - more middle aged (about 35?) On the matter of age-ism, I remember the day of my sixteenth birthday. I was waiting outside the Parochial Hall in Dark Lane, Morpeth (pulled down many years ago) to get in to the weekly dance. The chap on the door's day job was a driver for United buses and me and my friend used to chat with him - he was middle aged too. I told him it was my birthday and did not want to be 16 because I had enjoyed being 15 so much. I survived. Other popular dance venues we attended were, Ashington Welfare (Wednesday) and the Clayton Ballroom. All rock 'n roll venues. You'd walk in, leave you coat at the check-in and with your friend walk around the perimeter lined with chairs to see who was there and be seen, of course, avoiding the scores of dancers that filled the dance floor. Those were the days. highpitter