The Grove 50th Anniversary Reunion

Gerry it got a makeover in 1970 and the entrance was moved to the front of the building and got a lick of paint as well .

When I first attended The Grove you entered through a small door at the front (opposite to side shown in the photo). At the cloakroom, near the boys jax. Then later the entrance was moved to the near corner on the driveway side where you entered through the snack bar. It was kinda annoying because all of these Hells Angels characters in leather jackets used to park their bikes near the door and then they robbed all the good looking girls that needed a ride home.  There was one in biker in particular that I remember well...his name was Pat Mc something or other.

Lol Pogue 😂😂😂

When the Grove started, I was 5 years old.  It was 11/12 years later, before I started going down to St. Pauls.  I do remember when I started going to St. Pauls as a student (the school, not the Grove itself)from around 13 years of age, everyone would be talking about the Grove and could not wait to be let go/get in.

Everyone in the Old Grove had a spot and rarely ventured far from it. The guys up at Cecil's end probably never laid eyes on the girls at the other end. If you ever ventured out of your area people looked at you funny and thought you were up to something. Kids at the back of the Grove were allowed come up to our end at the stage if they wanted to ask Cecil for a special request or something but it wasn't encouraged  At the end of the night we let them get their coats from the cloakroom but that was about it.

Us bikers hung out at the womens jacks

I think that it carried on a bit the same in Pauls (not bikers hanging around womens toilets  ) but everybody had there little spot and you knew where to look for people

Yep, in St. Pauls - we hung out down the back and/or in the alcove.  Rarely, if ever, ventured up towards the stage - would head to the stage via the corridor (less crowded for starters).  Once I ventured up near the stage and asked a girl to dance, and we stayed together for the slow-set and I thought I was in, even though she was into disco apparently.  She said she was heading to the jacks at the end of the slow set and fecked off with some other bloke.  I reckon I wasn't, erm, "experienced" enough for the girl.  Lucky escape I suspect - I can't remember the girls name but my mates, for some reason, called her Daisy - I have no idea why to this day. 

HAY! that was not me who was rejected, it was the V Junkie. I have enough rejection of my own to take credit for. My best rejection ever was asking a girl up to dance and she looked out the window and said " eh...has hell frozen over again?"  Not really --I was never rejected...ever...cross my heart.

Whatever happened to Chris Rooney VJ? I miss his jokes. At least I think they were supposed to be jokes."Did you hear about the bike with no wheels ?---it was broke"