It's the Friday before Christmas (mad Friday) in 1994. What are you upto?!

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I have just picked my mail up for the week as I have been on Holiday and I been sent a medical appointment through for a mini op on 'mad Friday' which will lead me to spending the eve in my pjs it got me thinking.

In 1994 I'd have knocked off work at lunch time - I would have gone with my mates Angie and Fiona who I worked with to the bars near my work and we would be firmly on the 'lash'.

I'd probably have got changed in the toilets at work into something I might be able to fit one leg into now 😆 probably some sort of black Mini dress.

This would be the last Christmas of singledom before I met my husband the following summer and I probably won't spend much that night!

1994 mad Friday ... What are you upto?

Working, we had a holiday ban from the 15th December to the first week in January.

I would spend Christmas with my parents and either my boyfriend (now DH) would come or I would take the train the next day to visit him. I can't remember who went where which year, we had a 4 year long-distance relationship.

I'm 17 and I'm out with my friends with my fake ID

I'm 19 and working a double shift in the local ASDA while on hol from uni

I'm 15 so maybe hanging out with friends but not quite old enough to get into the very lax pubs in the local town!

I probably spent the day causing chaos and pulling the chocolates off the Christmas tree.

I was 3 years old.

I remember it very well, we were bombed, my father was in army not knowing if we will ever see him again. Lots of fear, sadness... I was only 14, 2 younger brothers. Yugoslavian war... my childhood finished 1991

Sewing part of my wedding outfit to my first husband, we married on 23 December, while trying to ignore the fact that he'd finally said he definitely didn't want children.

Out celebrating my 21st 😃

I was 19 and spent most of that afternoon and evening in a local pub getting very drunk with my then boyfriend (now DH) and some mutual colleagues.

I was 15…no idea 🤷🏻‍♀️

My DDs are aged 4 and 2. I imagine it was mayhem!

It was DS's first Christmas, so I was getting ready for that. I'd not long gone back to work after maternity leave so I was probably knackered (he didn't really sleep much for the first year) but I was young so had plenty of energy.

Can't believe my baby is 30

Sorry to bring the mood down; I was 40, and my Dad had died the week before. We had my Mum staying with us.

I was going to Heathrow airport w now dh then boyfriend to go to Denmark for him to experience his first Danish christmas.. we had been dating 7 months. Now married almost 29 years...

Sewing part of my wedding outfit to my first husband

How did you keep him still?

I was 17, and I was back in my home town in Scotland after my first term away at university. My first term's student loan didn't arrive until early December, so I'd spent a silly amount of it on Christmas presents, and the remainder would be spent on pub crawls with school friends every night that the pubs were open. We danced a lot, and the last song of the night was Stay Another Day.

This was my 1st Christmas as a wife, I went to work until lunchtime, then went to get some last minute veg etc before going home. Probably spent the rest of the evening watching tv and wrapping presents.

Begging my ex to let me see DD after he'd taken her on holiday and refused to bring her back and was busy with his mother and sister presenting himself to the Court Welfare Officer as a put upon nice boy coping with a child callously abandoned by her mother in favour of studying for a degree at the university twenty minutes away because she'd got ideas above her station.

He said no.

I spent Christmas alone.

What a great thread, these are (mostly) wonderful to read. So nostalgic.

I was 18. First semester at uni under my belt and leaving behind the ugly duckling school years and growiing into my own skin. I'd have worked till 11pm at the petrol station I had a part time job in but the curfew for getting into the local nightclub was 1am and it didn't close till 4am so all good, plenty of time to go home, get dolled up and have pre drinks then head out. I had a much older boyfriend and probably sneaked off to see him at some point too before staggering home reeking of smoke and probably eating a doner kebab.

I remember it being a cold evening. I still lived at home around 10 minutes away from said pub. Boyfriend was staying overnight so we walked back at closing time. He had forgotten his jacket earlier that day and was too hungover to drive the next morning, so we got the bus into town to go and retrieve the jacket, and then got the bus back again.

I also remember East 17 Stay Another Day being played everywhere that Christmas.

I had recently got married so I imagine I was busy wrapping presents in my newly decorated house and checking we had enough food stuff in for first Christmas in our new home.

I don't actually remember though.

I was 22
Working in an awful dead end job with horrible people
Living at home unhappily (my siblings and I are not close)

Pretty miserable all round, really
I spent the new year visiting a friend in a crappy, northern city I hated
I remember feeling so defeated and unhappy at the strike of 12 :(
In early 1995, I got made redundant from the awful job, which, at the time, seemed like disaster
That spring, I started a new job, and by that summer, I was dating my now dh :)
Its now nearly 30 years later and we have 2 wonderful dc :)

I was ten and deep into my Take That obsession (although my beloved Robbie would leave the next year sob). I was also desperate for my mum to buy me Dream Phone and had carefully written my Christmas list on my Forever Friends notepad.
I'd have probably spent the day going last minute food shopping with my mum, or battling the crowds in town. I really miss all the shops like BHS and Woolies, with their massive Christmas departments.

Bhs was amazing at Christmas it used to be one of the best things for me going into town and looking at all the things they had it made me feel so Christmassy ! We would always get some sweets for the bus journey home and look at the houses on the way back trying to spot the trees inside and it was just so much fun

You didn't get the bed when you had a two week old baby? That's outrageous.