Ah yes, the slow sets.

Well being a bloke and going to the Grove only with blokes it was essential that you ended up with a good looking girl during the slow sets. If she turned out to be a bit rough then you were guaranteed to get slaughtered by your friends over it. And if you ended up with no one that was even worse. It was almost like having the plague. Watching all your mates shifting chicks while your sitting on the ice cold plastic chairs wondering where your life went so terribly wrong.

Was this the same for the girlies out there?

I don't think it was so bad for us....for starters, we didn't have to do the asking. We could always go for a smoke or to the loo thereby removing ourselves from the possibility of even being asked, and we had the option to say no......

So if your friends were all going with someone and you didn't want to be a wallflower you just did a Houdini

I think it was definitely more difficult being the boy on these occassions. I mean, we were the ones supposed to do the asking, we had to gather the balls up to approach you, single you out in front of all your friends and then inevitably face rejection. It took me a while to remember to check my self-respect in at the cloakroom with my jacket at the start of the night and collect it at 1am, in order to have any kind of success during the slow sets... But then I discovered Autumn Gold, Fosters, Budweiser... This changed things dramatically - who cares if she says no, just move on and ask the next one - the chances were, you're bound to come across somebody else who's just looking for a bit of a mooch and doesn't mind being groped for the rest of the evening.

But then there were the days when the blue moons were shining and a girl would approach you - "Will you dance with me mate?". This was music to my ears. You could just sit back and let her worry about coming up with all the cheesy one-liners! Those were the days...

"I mean, we were the ones supposed to do the asking, we had to gather the balls up to approach you, single you out in front of all your friends and then inevitably face rejection. It took me a while to remember to check my self-respect in at the cloakroom with my jacket at the start of the night and collect it at 1am, in order to have any kind of success during the slow sets... "

Crusty, from what I can recall, you never had that much of a problem with getting attention or dances from girls!!!!!!

finno wrote: But what was on the dance card?

Instructions on how to do the " Hokey Cokey "

 " You put your left leg in, your left leg out, in out,in out, shake it all about........ "

Noodles.

Hey Teresa we used to call them "victims" too

Still do actually !!!!