Di.Poppitt
GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN
In the 50's it was a small coffe house, opposite to Snow Hill station. All of the action was in the basement, and on Saturday afternoon a crowd of us would sit for hours with one cup of coffee each. I first caught sight of my beloved in there, and fell hook line and sinker.
As time went on Brian would play fooball and then we would meet at the 'KD' before going to the pictures.
I wonder what happened to all of those youngsters. No longer young?
They are in my mind.

I wonder what happened to all of those youngsters. No longer young?
They are in my mind.
