It seemed from its publicity on the internet that this would be something worth going to, something that would take those who were around at the time back to the past, bringing back memories of what life was like in 1964, when we were young and carefree.
However, it didn't quite live up to its publicity.
I had expected the exhibition would be quite large and be spread throughout the ground floor of Whiteleys. Instead it was just a very, very small event, with some dancing on a tiny stage, a guitarist playing intermittently, some picture on boards of people like Cilla Black and Mary Quant and the Beatles, some old television clips - and that was about it. Certainly nothing worth making a special effort to go there, though perhaps it was interesting to those who were's around at that time. The young girls in mini skirts just didn't look authentic, and I can't remember ever wearing the sort of boots they had on - nor can I remember seeing them on anyone else.
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