I left school, went to college, graduated from university and started work in the 80s. First generation of my family to go to university so it was a big deal, but it was only possible because university was free. I was from a single parent family so I got a grant for accommodation and living expenses too. It wasn't much but enough to get by.
Lived in a shared house. We didn't have much. We made our own clothes and had spikey hair. We shared clothes. No mobile phones in those days but we all managed to meet up and go out! 4 channels on the telly but we barely watched it. If we did, you could guarantee that whoever you spoke to the next day had watched it too. Couldn't afford to have the heating on, the house was damp and really cold in the winter.
I was in the north and the anger at how Margaret Thatcher was trashing it made for an energetic, political landscape. People cared. Stood up for what they believed in. Fought back. The Poll Tax failed. Great music. Great night clubs. Adverts about AIDS scared the shit out of us... but didn't seem to stop the amount of sex that went on in our house! There were also public information films, I remember the one about '1 in 5 would get cancer'. Scary that it's changed to 1 in 2 in such a short time.
It was tough being a woman in the workplace. Sexist language and behaviour was rampant. It was acceptable for stripper grams to come into the office! People smoked at their desks and drank in the pub at lunchtime. There were no computers. Lots of fax machines. Pace of work was slower as everything was done via internal mail and the postman. The only people who had mobile phones were the salesmen. They used to take a brief case sized battery complete with an aerial everywhere they went.
Housing was much, much cheaper. Something I didn't take advantage of at the time!
Life was tougher but more simple at the same time too. No social media, no internet. There was no pressure 'to keep up' with anything. Young people didn't dress like their mums! These days there's so much makeup and glamour... we don't have dreamed of having boob jobs, Botox or plumped up lips. We walked everywhere so wore Dr Martens and our makeup was lots of black eyeliner and red lipstick.
I'd love to go back...