It was the era when the word 'teenager' truly hit the vocabulary and the Teddy Boys sent a shiver down the spine of the older generation.
Saturday nights were the preserve of dances at Sheffield City Hall, the Cutlers', the Locarno or even Glossop Road Baths; Friday night was bath night (probably a tin one in front of the fire); Bonfire Night was one of the year's highlights and the Star Walk and Hallam Chase were as near as we got to our very own Olympics.
It was the era that saw radio become the poor relation of television as the monochrome moving image became the shiny new focus for homes across the city.
Rationing might still have been in full swing in the early years and National Service a given but, in the words of Prime Minister Harold Macmillan, we'd "never had it so good".
For many in Sheffield the fifties were a golden age as the dark days of austerity made way for a period of increasing material prosperity as the country finally came out of the shadow of World War Two.
Monroe, Sinatra and Bardot were just some of the idols that lit up the scores of cinema screens around Sheffield whilst Bill Haley kept us rocking around the clock and Elvis Presley snarls became de rigueur for aspiring upstarts everywhere