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Margate 1984

It was at the age of 13 and in Margate, during the early winter months of 1984, that my best friend and I struck very, very lucky. Here's the tale...

Margate seafront was a regular daily haunt following a long day at the stuffy, Grammar school we went to which housed teachers that still wore black cloaks and mortar-board hats to morning assembly followed by a Latin prayer.

The school had once been a boarding school but had failed to drag itself into the 80’s along with the rest of society. So it was playing the likes of Cosmic Guerrilla (5p a go, 2 players for 10p) that eased the pain of a long school day until Sinistar, Gauntlet and the sit down vector king Star Wars started getting our attention and pocket money.

Although the price of arcade machines was cheap, at 13 we was lucky to have 20p left from our dinner money at the end of the day so it was important to spend the money wisely on games that guaranteed longevity of play. Games like Galaxians, Phoenix or Scramble could easily take up to 45 minutes in two-player mode once mastered. Even so, 20p was soon spent and it was a dream to have lots of 10p pieces to feed the machines wih...


Remember these? 10p back in the day, oh yes!

February 1984.

Most of the arcades along Margate seafront were built inside the shell of much older Victorian buildings, and so it was that, in early February of 1984, two of the oldest but largest arcades were to be demolished. A fascinating sight for any 13 year old was to watch the large ball swinging into the crumbling walls of these old buildings before remembering the coin or two in the pocket and rushing into an arcade, throwing a schoolbag down with no care and getting “down to business” with Ladybug or Mr Do before catching the 5.00pm bus home. The demolition work took a couple of weeks to complete but eventually it was finished. The rubble hadn’t been cleared but Margate seafront would soon be ready for the new super arcade which was to be built in the gap that had been created.


An arcade, not yesterday, sadly.

Because of our regularity, my friend and I were on fairly chatty terms with a few of the young lads that worked as gophers in the arcades (15/16 year olds that had left school early and helped run the change till or tip the pool table sideways when a ball got stuck). One evening a ginger haired arcade gopher called Gary said he has something to show us and told us to meet him round the back of the cinema, which backed onto the rubble that had been left by the demolition work.

At about 6:15pm, in the darkness of a cold February evening, we followed him as he weaved a path through a gap in the fencing and the demolition rubble with a torch in one hand and balancing himself with the other. Eventually stopping, he shone a light down onto something glittering on the ground, buried beneath the broken concrete and bricks. Closer inspection revealed it to be a 10p piece! As his torched moved slightly we noticed another one about 6inches away. And then another……..and then another! It wasn’t long before we realised there were literally hundreds of 10p pieces lying all over the place!

Suddenly this demolition area had turned into a schoolboy arcade freaks goldmine! That evening we filled our schoolbags and pockets with as many coins as could be carried! When I got home I dashed upstairs and, as quickly as possible, counted up over £24 in 10p pieces! No wonder my bag had been so heavy.


How many others have met the same fate?

The next night we were prepared with additional bags (“its extra sports today Mum,” as I left the house in the morning) and managed to carry nearly £50 worth of coins home. In addition to the 10p pieces we were also finding tokens for the fruit machines (those odd looking gold coins with two parallel grooves) and the occasional fifty -pence-piece too!

We continued this foraging for the next two nights until finding a coin was taking about 10 minutes each. In all, between the two of us, we managed to collect over £300, which in 1984 and at the age of 13 was an awful lot of money! Plus we got plenty of winnings from the fruit machines using the free tokens we had found.

Needless to say the vast majority of the coins were spent along Margate seafront, and the hoard kept us gaming and eating sweets and chips well into the school summer holiday of 1984!

barry x, August 2003.

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