roytonboy
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Fascinating read Ed. I was particularly interested in the comment that they went straight to No. 1 cuts as in our area this was a gradual process - people we would now recognise as 'skinheads' were around in 1968 but hair was No. 4 or No.3 at that time, not getting as short as No. 1 until early 1970. I don't recall the wearing of white socks as a feature at all and red socks were very 1971 by us. Scooters certainly a skinhead mode of transport in the north until they put the licence age up to 17. The photo also challenges one of my pet dislikes - white braces. Whenever I see photos of current skinheads in white braces I instantly dismiss them, as my claim is that 'nobody' wore white braces 1969-1971, yet there they are in the photos!
Of course I know that the assertion that 'nobody' wore them is untrue, what I mean is hardly anybody wore them. In fact so rare was this that I can remember the only two times I witnessed it. Both were in 1971 and in both cases they were worn with black button down Ben Shermans. (a bit 'Guys and Dolls' in my opinion.....) One was in Oldham town centre, during the summer and the other was in September and was being worn by one of the 'reception committee' waiting for us as we crossed the Trent Bridge on the way to watch City play at Nottingham Forest.
Ooo .... I can feel another story coming on.....
Just a couple of further comments on the above submissions by Ed.
1. Despite the claim that they all went and had No. 1 cuts straight away, not a single one of them has hair anything like that short in either photo (in fact, pretty standard style and length for 1968.)
2. Other than the braces in photo in article 2, not really much of a 'skinhead' style in either lad.... late mod, yes...
Just shows how the memory can play tricks on you......
Nottingham Forest (a) 1971
This was the first away match that I went to on a ‘football special’, from Piccadilly. Terry Cocking, David Porter, Mick Finnerty and the euphemistically named 'Slim' made the trip. Travelling on a football special always got the event off to an early start as the atmosphere started to build as soon as you got to the railway station and joined the queue with hundreds of other, mostly young, like minded fans. In our case it always held a special 'spice' as virtually every train coming into Manchester would have United fans on it, travelling from all over - these were subject to a load of verbal stick, and if they were skinhead types they would get run off or a boot up the backside. On the train there would be singing as the anticipation levels rose. As per the normal procedure we poured off the train at Nottingham station, chanting and clapping, with about 600 others, then given a police escort to the stadium. I noticed as we passed shops on the way to the ground that groups of lads came out and joined us. None of them were wearing any colours and I didn't recognise any of their faces.As we crossed the Trent Bridge (where Royton folklore had it that Mick Finn’s brother, Ste, had been thrown in the river the previous season) a gang of Forest fans could be seen awaiting us at the far end. We must have been pretty near the front because as we approached it kicked off all across the bridge behind us as the Forest infiltrators from the shops laid into the nearest City fans. Slim, being older than us (a bit) and bigger (a lot!) bravely led the way shouting “Come on, get em!” and pushed me, as a shield, towards the gang at the edge of the bridge! Fortunately they were being held back by mounted police and after some posturing (a la Slade’s Dave Hill) we and they moved on. One of the Forest fans who had come out of a shop just behind us was trying to get some City fans to go down some side street as we were milling around near to the ground. I can still picture him now - suedehead length hair, aged about 20 with a green suit jacket and Wrangler jeans (quite a common look at the time), but as he was built like a rugby prop forward, nobody was having any of it. There was more trouble inside the ground and outside afterwards. When we got back to the station Terry realised that he had lost his ticket so I went in first and passed him my ticket back through a barrier, he could then get past the police check and onto the train. On the train itself he hid under the table but when the Ticket Inspector came, accompanied by police, they of course looked there. In our carriage there was somebody under every table! Terry was frogmarched away and spent the rest of the journey in a cage in the mail carriage.
Now this was an interesting experience from a style point of view. In October 1968 I had been to watch City play Nottingham Forest at home. On that occasion most of the Forest fans (I shall refrain for using the words 'All', 'Nobody', 'Never' and 'Always' in future, as somebody will prove me wrong on 'every' occasion!) were wearing black leather motorcycle jackets and tight jeans. Even the girls with them were in rocker or 'greaser' attire. In contrast many City fans were already dressed in a style that we would regard as 'skinhead', although none of us had heard that term then. I would estimate that about 120 of them had gathered inside the stadium at the back of the Kippax Street terrace. This was, of course, where our hard core support congregated and it wasn't long before enough City fans had arrived to run them off. There followed a series of charges and counter charges up and down one of the tunnels under the Kippax. As 13 year olds this was brilliant for us as we stood and watched our very own 'Mods and Rockers' battle being fought out, right before our eyes. Eventually the Forest fans were corralled into a small section of the open terrace at the corner of the pitch behind a police cordon. Contrast this to our visit to Nottingham less than three years later where the place had been transformed from a predominantly rocker or greaser city to one full of lads dressed very similarly to ourselves. The summer of 1971 was the overlap between the skinhead style and the suedehead look in the north and midlands and many of them, like ourselves, were wearing either or a fusion of the two. The lad wearing black Ben Sherman and white braces, for instance, had a number 3 skinhead cut. It was an indication of just what an impact the skinhead look had been on youth culture.
cerneabbas - sorry I couldn't provide you with 'happy ending' you were hoping for. In truth I was quite impressed by the organisation showed by the Forest lads - it was obviously a pre-planned strategy that they employed with tactics they had developed and used over a period of time. Their gathering at the end of the bridge was positioned to stop us getting to their Trent End, which they achieved.. Due to our numbers, they weren't able to break us up, but I can imagine they had a lot of success against the clubs with a smaller following.
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