Let's go back to the 90s...

[sorrygru]

I'm feeling nostalgic. I'd give anything to go back and live another of my 90s weekends.

Saturday morning was spent impatiently waiting for my horse riding lesson whilst watching Thundercats. The afternoon usually involved a trip into town with my mum in our Rover 214 to go to C&A, before we all watched Gladiators (Ace was my favourite and my dad fancied Lightning), then Casualty.

Sundays meant church, which my parents only subjected us to in order to get me into the local church school. We either went to Sunday school or spent what felt like hours kneeling on the bloody cold stone church floor doing colouring whilst vaguely listening to the vicar drone on.

On Sundays we were permitted to eat lunch (sandwiches and crinkle crisps) on our laps whilst watching Thunderbirds. Then it was the smell of roast spuds cooking whilst listening to the pools results being read out. Sunday evenings meant THE FEAR of going back to school on Monday morning whilst watching Heartbeat.

I'd love to hear what others did and what your favourite memories are, no matter what age you were.

Fearne cotton I love the 90’s is great listening if you’re nostalgic!

Mid 90’s I’d have school Saturday morning, maybe a hockey/netball match early afternoon. Followed by trip to town, mostly river island, Dolcis, miss selfridge. Always ending up at Macdonalds with half the school. Evening would be an illicit pub trip or school disco. I miss those days!

It was shit. I spent most of it trying not to draw attention to myself from my parents. I'm much happier now than I ever was then

Late 90s. I’m about 16 and going clubbing every weekend is a big deal. All of us girls wear a variation of the same strappy vest top, jeans and clumpy Spice Girls-esque heels. I am coated in roll-on body glitter and a deft hand with the blue hair mascara. We all have highly implausible fake ID. I don’t know how we coped with drinking that neon WKD stuff.

I’m going for 1996 because it was the best year of my life. School was finished and I was headed to college, I had a long term boyfriend that I loved very much. He was good to me and quite sensible and I was a wild child who was a bitch to him at times. My weekends consisted of spending my very small wage from my part time job on drugs, alcohol and cigarettes. What was left went on my horse. 🤣 I’d go to legendary raves in a local farmers barn, and was just starting to be able to get into nightclubs. Sunday’s were for horse riding, usually hungover.

I just had a good time pretty much most of the time that decade now I look back on it. I feel very lucky. Amazing times, a few crap things happened but also absolute joy and laughs and being carefree.

Anyone remember the polar bear soap that was coconut scented from Body Shop?

Yes! I got a whole box of animal soaps for my birthday from one of my friends.

I remember shopping at the local town centre on a Saturday with my best friend, maybe catching a film and having the Pizza Hut buffet for lunch. Sundays spent doing my homework in my bedroom while my dad watched football on TV downstairs, and my mum made a roast.

1991 got married
1994 DS1
1998 DD
Had a lot of miscarriages.
DH and I used to watch Scully and Mulder
No recollection of the clothes or music.
I really hope that in 10 years time my now 20 something will look back and have such happy memories of a whole decade.

Friday night. Me and DP, now DH, are early 20s and living together in our new house. Feeshly decorated with half papered half painted walls separated by a tasteful co-ordinating border. Lots of cheap black ash furniture and ceiling uprighters everywhere! Just roasted a chicken in the chicken brick and are settling in to watch TGI Friday with Chris Evans followed by 999 with Michael Beurk and later Friday Night Live with Nicky Campbell. DH is on the lager and I'm on K Cider....later it'll be cheap red wine. Or cab into town. Im wearing an A line silky floral printed skirt....Black with bright orange flowers and orange silky short sleeve blouse. Meet up with friends for drinks....im on the red grape 2020. Might end up in a club for a bit if slam dancing later!! Happy days

Summer 1997. I’ve just finished my GCSEs. Spent weeks in the park with my friends. Someone’s brought a boom box. Sitting on the grass listening to ocean colour scene ‘day we caught the train’ drinking k cider through a straw, hoping the guy with the pierced lip fancied me as much as I fancied him.

1993- evenings at the park with my friends. Bottles of cider. Marlboro lights, checked shirts, Levi’s and DMs, Nirvana or the Red Hot Chilli Peppers on the tape deck, fancying boys who all had curtain hairstyles and wore long black coats like Christian Slater in Heather’s .

My first Saturday job was in Dolcis. Loved it. Got a discount at Saxone and Freeman Hardy Willis too. Spent my money on White Musk,501s, records, Marlboro lights, thunderbird and jewellery with yin and yang symbols. Epic.

Ahhh, good times, my secondary school years. Memories include;

Taping the chart on a Sunday, editing my cassette to cut out any of the DJ talking

Buying new release singles for 99p (when I got sick of doing the above)

Doing a paper round to earn the money for said CD singles but having my mum take me round in the car half the time until she got so sick of it she said she’d pay me my £7.50 a week NOT to do it 🤣

Living in sportswear....I cringe when I see how glamorous teenage girls are now when my friends and I lived in kappa and Adidas tracksuits (and no, we weren’t chavs!!)

Magazines - Sugar, Bliss, Just Seventeen, Mizz, More and Minx (I had to hide the latter two under my mattress as my parents didn’t approve....looking back I can see why!)

Essex facelift ponytails and the occasional hair mascara (having said I wasn’t a chav I’m now starting to seriously doubt myself.....)

Great Saturday night telly that all the family would sit round and watch together. Big Break, the generation game, noel’s house party. Occasionally we’d rent a video from Blockbuster (was never allowed the snacks though....too expensive)

Enjoyed reminiscing

1990. Working in NYC for the summer. Grungy and edgy in those days. Worked in hospo. Basically nocturnal. Then moved on to Toronto where it was safer. Swimming and sailing on the lake, taking home a bag of money from tips every night. Returned to the uk just in time for my university term to start - don't remember any work, but I do remember lots of clubbing, smoking and a term living in France with my mates. Heading into Paris most weekends to party and living in an apartment that once would have been very grand and beautiful but had definitely seen better days. My poor mother. I never phoned her.

This thread breaks my heart.

Being 20 something, young, daft, adventurous. The world is your oyster.

My dcs are early 20s. Graduates. Living in a bleak world in lockdown. Future is fucked.

Fucking heartbreaking.

Oh I loved the 90's! My teenage years!

Wandering round the shops with my best friends buying those little rubber bath Pearl things from body shop, a copy of smash hits and if I had the money - one of those fancy posters with the number on the end when it was rolled up

Late 90's and I was late teens, met boyfriend who now looking back was dreadfully abusive. He hated me seeing friends and convinced me to try to get pregnant. I've always counted my lucky stars that we didn't succeed and I got rid of him in 1999. Thank fuck for that

@ssd

This thread breaks my heart.

Being 20 something, young, daft, adventurous. The world is your oyster.

My dcs are early 20s. Graduates. Living in a bleak world in lockdown. Future is fucked.

Fucking heartbreaking.

Me too

DS is 17, should be in some of the most exciting years of his life, itching to do things that are a right of passage at his age and nothing, there's just nothing at the moment. I hope it'll get better but it's pretty shit at the moment

[quote BrutusMcDogface]@RaggieDolls - you’re the same age as me! Remember seeing in the new millennium as a brand new student?! Ah, what a night that was![/quote]
Sure do! I went to London. Free tube travel and it was all sponsored by Bacardi Breezer IIRC, free refills. It was amazing, time of my life.

If I'm being critical I would say it slightly ruined NYE because I know nothing I do now could compare to that buzz.

You don't realise you were part of a very specific culture and fashion movement until you look back. I remember my parents lamenting that the 90's were nothing like the 60's / 70's when they grew up but I think you have to look through a retrospective lens to appreciate 'your' decade and what was special about it.

My heart could break for students now.

I'm so sorry to those who are feeling sad reading this.

It makes me sad, comparing then and now, but I also love the nostalgia. Sometimes it feels like a bit of harmless escapism for me.

At school we had those four colour clicky pens - if you didn't have one of those you were not worthy. And Eastpak rucksacks.

Jane Norman or River Island PE kit bags.

I also remember scraping together 15p for the cheapest thing out of the vending machine in the science block (a Breakaway bar).

I was in my 20s, re-training after Uni after failing to secure a graduate job in the recession.

Friday started with TFI after work, then Friends at a mate's house before clubbing. I was a club veteran by that stage with my Adidas samba and my boyfriends old leather jacket from the 70s. Getting furry teeth from all the Metz, hating it when Oasis became popular and the clubs were suddenly full of Gallagher brother wannabes instead of fey young men in eyeliner.

Saturdays were lost to the hangover, dragging myself to the local corner shop for cheap milkshake and The Guardian.

Sunday I'd go and climb a mountain before visiting my parents for a roast dinner.

Good times but I wouldn't go back. I met dh in January 2000 and am much happier now.

Omg yup! The Antiques Roadshow music would give me the FEAR!

Met my now husband in 1992, the gcse slog in 1995 and a levels in 1997.

Loved the music, seeing Carter USM with friends.

Going to Knebworth in a minibus full of beer and friends to see oasis, prodigy and ocean colour scene.

The pubs were pubs with pool tables and juke boxes where classics were on all the time.

Snake bite and black with Chinese take out on the stumble home.

Working for things like clothes and trainers rather than rent and council tax 😁

I would go to town on Friday afternoons with my best friend who was in his goth phase, which meant a spiky choker and underage panther tattoo.
I had a lot of "silver" rings shaped like roses and my boyfriend smelt of Lynx Inca and cigarettes.
I worked in a cafe at weekends and it was the first time I'd had money for clothes and makeup etc and I loved it.

I love the OP and it brings back feelings of nostalgia and happiness. Only I'm a bit older, so that was the late 80's got me.

In the 90's I was at Uni, having a great time. I had many part time jobs to find me, went to all my lectures and drank like a fish. I was the last year of no uni fees.

Coming downstairs with a hangover on 31 August 1997 and Mum telling me Princess Diana had died.

My leather trousers that I wore everywhere, with my black Docs boots.

Going to Afflecks Palace - a big trip out to Manchester, more glamorous and cosmopolitan than my local city.

Accidentally dying my hair ginger with henna.

Being able to cope with Indie Night Wednesdays at Wigan Pier, (1:00 am finish and work the next day), followed by Thursday night pub quiz night, then Friday night pub then taxi to Rock Club, finishing with Saturday night rock clubs and still feeling fresh on Sundays.

Being slim and not having to worry about my weight.