I know exactly what you mean! Good post - it was just the same in Worcester.
Constant threat of Grebo's - constant piss taking of the Freaks (ie anyone who liked 10 Years After, Groundhogs, Led Zeppelin, family etc). Kids, especially girls, who were into glam rock were only pitied - and you didn't dare go out with one - unless you managed to convert them to Major Lance or JJ Barnes.
God, how I wanted an SX 200. And I'd have given anything for ten minutes up the alley Lin Perry... even if she was into Slade!
Ten No.6 and a box of matches please...
you old enough son?
Yeah.
12 pence then and don't tell yer dad. And get away from those magazines on the top shelf .....