Ahhhhh, the good old days. Castle belonged to skaters, and the place was a safer place for joe public for it, despite what the Evening Post said. Castle was brand new in the winter of 1995. Mobile phone meet ups were not needed (even if they existed back then). Everyone knew that everyone else would be there. We even had a bunch of girls who came to hangout. Crowds grew to 30skaters and chillers at times. Wednesday's and Thursday's were particularly big nights. We'd skate for a few hours, some would ditch their boards in the bushes, and we'd go to Barons. Funked up or Rock night. 2am, chuck out time, we'd head back to castle and skate and chill some more. It was certainly mine and my friends 'golden age'. We felt like Harold and his crew in Washington Square, or the EMB crew in S.F. Noone had proper jobs. Nick and Lee at the white room would sort us out with cheap boards and a sofa to chill on and watch films when it was wet.
