It's the summer of '76 and I'm off to the corner shop on my bike....

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And I'm getting an orange mivvy, and some fruit salads

I want a cherry jubly! Oh and a jamboree bag!

Funny Feet Lolly and a banjo. Ta.

I'm busy making a small village for all the ladybirds out of bits of slate. I've never seen so many in all my life, but then I have only got two years' experience to draw on.

I’m in a paddling pool in my back yard in the new house we’ve just moved into, no sunblock obvs.
My brother is trying to make toast on the bonnet of my dads Morris minor. Bring me back some spangles please

That milk campaign with the straw absolutely terrified me, it was awful.
I remember thinking a straw was going to come and get me in the night.
Anyway, mum's said to come in now as me and my friends playing two balls up against the wall in our drive is giving her a migraine.
We've decided to play elastics!

I'm babysitting every morning for a family with boys. They have a swimming pool that they can't top up due to the water shortage so we can only look at it and wish. Me and 4 grumpy boys hell on earth.

I'm in my bedroom reading my pony books and wishing I had a pony too. The lady birds have invaded the inside of my window and There are loads of them. My mum won't let me go to the shop as it is too far and there are Bad Men on Wimbledon Common. She doesn't know that I've cycled to Inner Park road shops with the neighbour's kids to that shop. She also doesn't know that a man stopped his car and asked me to get in.

I'm 6, wearing 'jesus' sandals and a cheesecloth gypsy dress. Skipping ropes in one hand, note from mam in the other. Packet of Dr Whites (!) Wrapped in brown paper bag, and a penny worth of sherbet in a paper bag with a penny ice lolly. (Homemade ice lollys by Mrs Shopkeeper!)

It's my day off and I've got the house to myself.

Would you mind getting me a Woman's Own mag and a golden cup?
I'm going to put my feet up on the orange corner sofa and relax.

I'm 16 and on a boating holiday with friend and her family up the Thames. When I get back I apply for a Saturday job in a shop in town and meet the boss who would later become my husband. Lost my virginity that long hot summer

Candy cigarettes please. And some ha'penny sweets.

We discovered that a sort of pub was selling wine of all things and you could go in and get served it by the glass ( I think it was called the Wine cellar or something) 16 year old's were the main clientele of the pubs and clubs and everyone I knew smoked.
Many a fab lolly or a cider lolly was eaten that summer and very trendy places selling burgers were opening. The wimpy was still popular where we'd sit and smoke

I'm only 4 can I run along behind you. I'd like a Twinkle so I can cut out the paper dress up dollies. I can't choose between spangles and opal fruits. Will someone go halfers with me?

I would love a Fab please and a Bunty to read. It's so boring waiting for my brother to be born...

I'm playing in the paddling pool in the back garden of our new house that my Mum and Dad have been renovating. My dad has just knocked down the old outside toilet and found loads of natural clay in the foundations and we have just been allowed to play with it he, says it will dry out in the hot sun.

Can you get me a copy of Misty please, and later we can play elastics.

I'm 8 yo in my school playground - a vast square of black tarmac, with not a blade of grass or square inch of shade in sight - wondering why my skin is getting redder and redder, and thinking maybe a hat might help keep the sun out of my eyes. I'm just about to join the mile long queue for the water fountain which dozens of other children have slurped from, knowing I won't get another drink until I get home. And then when I get home I'll have to go and queue again with my mum with an empty bucket at a weird tap sticking out of the pavement, and then have to carry a full one home up the stairs to our flat.

Need to change sandals to play elastics. The lower the heel the easier it is.

Giz uz a croggy, I want a Twinkle too.

I’m 21 and at the Queen concert in Hyde Park. My super cool rock guitarist boyfriend has just proposed. I’m the happiest bunny on the planet! We have a couple of bottles of Thunderbird to celebrate and may have a Dubonnet when we get home.

Divorced 5 years later because he was actually a complete twat!

I was coming up for three so don't remember an awful lot about it apart from sitting in a yellow bucket of water to cool.down ,I also vaguely remember going to Southport with my mum and sister and my mum's friends and children I think we went in the back of my mum's friends mini about four kids in the back.

Can l have some Fangs and some Bones. And a Texan and a Nutty to eat when l read my BCR magazine and Supersonic mag

Too hot for me so I'm going indoors to rearrange my Wade Whimsies and then I'll dress my Daisy dolls.
One's actually called Daisy and I call the other one Khadina (mixture of two perfume names - Shanida and something beginning with K).
Poor Khadina has got difficult hair because I made the mistake of brushing it.
The only other doll that fits Daisy's clothes is a Havoc doll (I call her Patsy).
Bit of a blow to discover that Barbies won't fit Daisy clothes.

Missed a trick there, Mary Quant! (I thought with the innocence and lack of merchandising ability of youth)

I'm staying with my boyfriend in Herefordshire, he's just finished university, I will be going back for another year in October, after which we will get engaged.

We had to sit under the tree in the playground at playtime. I think we were quite grateful. It was very hot. I was surprised to see the shadow had moved by afternoon play.

I’m in my cut down denim shorts and my cheesecloth shirt is tied just right. I’m using my precious Raleigh twenty which I’ve recovered through a cloud of ladybirds.

I’ve been given money for a copy of Tammy and June but I really want to buy Jackie or Fab 208. Might pick up some spangles while I’m there