The interesting article about the 110th anniversary of the start of the silver screen in Brighton (The Argus, March 7) would have jogged filmgoers' memories of those halcyon days.

As Sarah Tobias stated, a trip to the cinema was a special treat, especially if you were seeing your favourite film in sumptuous surroundings, for instance at the Regent Cinema.

I must say we avoided socalled fleapits. The most notorious fleapit in Brighton, commonly known as the Scratch, was the Arcadia, Lewes Road, where Roy Rogers and Hopalong Cassidy films were usually shown.

The commissionaire would storm down the centre aisle in his hobnail boots shouting at us to stop talking and at the same time spraying us with his flit gun.

I only patronised a few cinemas in the Brighton area in my filmgoing days but I remember their names - the Palladium, the Odeon, the Academy, the Astoria, the Gaiety, the Duke of York's or the Dukes, as it was known, the Essoldo, the Savoy and the Curzon - and the films I saw there - House Of Wax in 3D, Psycho, Pagan Love Song, South Pacific, Julius Caesar, Scott Of The Antarctic, Quo Vadis and The Girl Can't Help It.

Rothbury, News Theatre, Paris and the Continental (Kemp Town) showed saucy French films.

Misspent youth you might say but hey, we were also Minors of the ABC:

We're all pals together, we're Minors of the ABC.

Set to the tune of the Knightsbridge March and sung with great gusto every Saturday morning at the Astoria Cinema, this was called the Minors song.

Kids would see Batman and Robin and the Lone Ranger and Tonto and re-enact same on the way home.

-Roy Jameson, Peacehaven