To say I was born in the early 70s

Yes, I think so. My parents still live in the same house and double glazing and central heating have banished Jack Frost to the history books.

We had the best of times.

Riding a pony hatless and in sandals, along a road, and no thought to health and safety.
''Rabbone'' the rag and bone man- they had a horse and flat bed trolley then.

Also, my mum put a lock on the phone. But if you were quick you could use the black "pips" and hammer out the number that way.

The thing I most miss about the 70s is bus conductors whistling on the bus.

I'm late 70s and agree woth all of what you said other than that GCSEs were well established by the time I got there. We were the first year 7 intake (instead of Y1 seniors) and took the first pilot sats in year 9.

Remember body shop whote musk and Heather shimmer Lippy. Along with Chatlie red and So?

Just 17

Original Quality Street

Miss TV show ' We are The Champions'

Nostalgia for foil ceiling Christmas decorations and homemade paper chains, although I doubt I'd put them in my own home!

And all kids parties were at home, pinning the tail on the donkey, musical chairs/statues/bumps etc

Kiss and or Knicker chase in the playground 😱

Snow-washed jeans
Perms
Rats tails
Mullets
Leather jackets with fringed bits and shoulder pads
Ankle boots
Iced Champink lipstick from the Avon lady
Renée and Renata at number 1
Buying single fags from the corner shop in school uniform

Jack Frost - the beautiful frost flowers on the windows.
Haven't seen those since 1980's.

They were so magical, graceful ferns and fronds.
Are winters warmer now? The must be.

Central heating probably makes a massive difference.

I went from Twinkle, to Mandy and then the frankly amazing Misty magazine.

Some weirdo used to leave his porn mag stash (lots of naturally hairy ladies) in a "secret bit" of our local footpath. Me and my cousin used to nick them and rent them out to boys at school! With our illgotten gains we paid a local lad to go buy us red thunderbirds which we would neck.

Absolutely nobody batted an eyelid at our 15 year old selves, slathered in our best electric blue mascara, ordering snakebite and black at the pub. The landlord stood us pints on our 18th birthdays!

There were proper subcultures and proper places to go. By 16 i was a proper metal head at the peak of "hair metal" and my mate, who was a goth, and I used to be able to see live bands every weekend in a smalltown. There was an "alternatives" pub full of metals, goths, skins, ska, reggae fans and it was fabulous. Nowdays, teaching at secondary for 20 plus years, everyone looks the same. When I see a kid going for a "look" I love them.

Taping the Top 40
Blancmange
Jack Frost on the windows
Bros and wearing Grolsch bottle tops on our shoes

He was absolutely gorgeous! looked like a young Jackson Browne.
I used to walk past his house on purpose- when visiting Mum, I walk past his house still 😆 His parents long moved, I expect, just for the wallow of nostalgia.

He was the image of this : {we were teenagers}

We didn't have a telephone at home until the 80s, it was a walk to the phone box.

Scratch and sniff stickers!
Garbage pail kids!
Boglins

When we walk teenagers my mum used to unplug the phone and take it to work with her in the school holidays because we ran up horrific bills!

The diary of Adrian Mole

When the wind blows and threat of nuclear war, Threads

Rainbow brite , Strawberry shortcake, Sindy.

Sitting on the stairs in the hall, talking to my friends on the phone while doodling all over the cover of the Yellow Pages, trying to ignore how cold it was and hoping my dad wouldn't come along and start moaning about the phone bill. Can anyone else still remember their friends' phone numbers from 40 years ago? This was the phone we had:

Anyone remember the Trio bar?
Also the Tiny Tears doll and Girls World, with the suspicious "tress" which extended from the centre. She also came with make up in alarming colours which I unfortunately used as my teenage inspiration

I am literally eating a Vesta Chow Mien as I type. They've done something weird to the crispy noodles though.

The pop man coming round.
Lathering on Twilight Teaser lippy for school photos
Bunking off school to watch the lunchtime Neighbours when Scott and Charlene got married.
Youth club tuck shop..mojo chews 2 for a penny

I remember when I went from having the Beano delivered to changing to Look-In.
I felt so grown up!!
My friend had My Guy and we spent hours looking at the photo stories.

Jackie magazine advising to 'Practice kissing on the back of your hand' 🥴

Not at my school. It was absolutely feral. Behaviour was horrific and tolerance of bullying was extraordinary.

I remember one teacher seeing what a little scrote had done to another child and saying to him, "You really are full of shit," but there was no follow up and no management of said scrote who made my life miserable for years.

I did not know that 😂

Vesta boil in the bag Chow Mein or Curry and rice when settling down for the Brookie' Omnibus.
Even though you taped and watched it in the week already.

My mum passed her driving test in 1985. She failed 5 times and several were extremely minor mistakes. I never thought before that she was ahead of the times, or that maybe the examiners were just sexist.

Patrick Tomlinson for me and most of the girls in the class.