Is it 1974

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Or just the school holidays?

Well, if this was July 1974 I would just have accepted ExH's marriage proposal. Hopefully this time I will listen to my parent's advice (and my own inner voice) and told him I changed my mind.

But it's 2024, he's a distant memory and I've been married to now-DH for over 35 years and raised 2 great sons. So by and large, I'm glad it's 2024.

Was this a Radio One segment? I remember “I’ve got post but I’m not a postman” 😂

I am 9 and playing in what I liked to call my swimming pool (it was just a big paddling pool). My mum had won the premium binds and it seemed like we were rich (she won 5000) I asked if I could have a swimming pool and she got me a giant paddling pool. I have photos of me on a lilo floating in it thinking I was on holiday. Oh to be so easily pleased 😌

Those were the days my friend -
We thought they’d never end.

I've just left my hellhole of a junior school and I'll never have to see that old cow Miss Beauchamp again ever! The whole summer holiday is ahead of me and it'll last forever.

...And now, if you'll excuse me, I'm leaping on the next 421 bus to Kemsing to see my granny again. I've missed her so much.

Not my favourite year, but just about to get better as the start of the summer holidays meant I was leaving the class with the teacher who had disliked me and made it obvious. Come September, I had 2 years of fabulous teachers ahead of me. And 2 glorious summers. All the girls loved Donny Osmond or David Cassidy, I was a bit too young to see the attraction of either. Ladybirds everywhere, Walls ice cream was a rare treat, and all I wanted (but never received) was a poncho. Happy days.

Oh, @Nightblindness, I had a poncho! My granny crocheted it for me, one colourful square at a time, before the arthritis really set into her hands.

lol,This should go on gransnet tbh

I was 14, went to see David Essex with my mates. We are going to see him this September ⭐️

73/74 winter, scheduled power cuts for 3 hours at a time, we had a timetable of which friends were off when! It was when we decided to think about going to work abroad, we went later in 1974 and returned to the UK in 1986 with 2 children and great memories and experiences. Without the power cuts etc we would probably have stayed in the UK forever so it did us a favour.

Oooh 1974. I can go the local sweet shop and buy a Frys Five Centre Bar, have a drink of pop from the Alpine men and play outside all day on my pogo stick and with my clackers into the evening until mum called me for dinner. She wouldn't be worried because Gene Hunt was protecting the streets and taking down bastards.

actually i think we made shapes out of mud, rather than pies!

But it was only a couple of years after the year of the Leeds bra, all support and no cups and I have a photo taken from the TV of Sunderland collecting the FA cup in 1973 with Billy Bremner almost in tears at the ignominy.

I remember my parents visiting us in the Med when we had a lot of rain and the papers were full of the UK heatwave.

I remember my " form" at Secondary school, and it was mixed bunch, spontaneously singing this. Big hulking lads and the rest of us. Vaguely thinking life may be never quite the same. 1969

@HeySummerWhereAreYou When the summer holidays arrive there's usually a bunch of bored kids masquerading as Mumsnetters posting bollocks. I doubt the OP meant teachers.

£5k in 1974 worth £65k today.

Not exactly Viv Nicholson territory, but decent bunce nevertheless!

Old Shep was much earlier than 74, 1956 apparently, made me sob every time I heard it.

@TitusMoan well it helped me. No need to be a prick.

I think there was hope.

We picked bogeys in the sun
But the sun was too hot and the bogeys turned to snot.

Well, that was our version anyway.....

We're getting ready to go to the caravan on the Kent coast for the summer holidays. Dad will join us at weekends cos you know work. Nan's coming with us and various extended family will be down there at various times in their own caravans. There will be bingo at 6pm in the clubhouse every night.

If it was 1976 we’d be making the (what felt like) 12 hour trip to Cornwall (now takes about 5😁) in my dad’s orange mini, me and my 2 sisters in the back, my brother on my mum’s lap in the front (no seat belts required🤔), luggage on the roof listening to Totally Tropical (I think). Frying to crisp on Perranporth beach and then running from the incoming tide with my mum and aunt whilst my dad and uncle were “surfing”. Great times!

I was 14. Saw The Osmonds at The rainbow in Finsbury Park and also David Cassidy at Wembley.
my bedroom wall was covered in posters from Jackie.
School discos payed a big part in that year. Especially when the slow music came on 😳

I wouldn't be here

I was 7 and we were usually in the Isle of Man around this time of year. I was so bored. I would appreciate it now though. Beautiful place.