Having a brilliant time on my foundation year at art college - friends, parties, great music (and discovering amazing music from other decades), vibrant interesting fashion, Saturdays at Hyper Hyper or Camden Lock, vintage markets packed with incredible stuff, cramming into old bangers and going to the beach, the very start of the festival scene, affordable accessible live music everywhere, being exposed to different kinds of people and new interests, getting engaged in politics … just an incredible sense of freedom and possibility and optimism, and being right on the verge of starting to live my life.
I know the 80s were shit for a lot of people - Thatcherite policies and the smashing of industries and communities, the beginning of the city boom and the creation of today’s immoral and indefensible wealth gap, endless misogyny, homophobia and sexual harassment - I don’t look back fondly on all of it.
But man, as a 19 year old it felt like a fucking great time to be alive.
Bring on the Jilly - I definitely feel ready for a nostalgic bit of super posh, horsey, arse-fondling nonsense!