What were you doing in 1995?

[NW3Lady]

It was the year I turned 13. There were girls in my class who were really into the grunge scene and were devastated by Kurt Cobain’s suicide. A few of them were even starting to sneak into The Whirligig on weekends. I was boringly tame and innocent by comparison and was still watching Nickelodeon. Clarissa Explains It All and The Secret World of Alex Mack were my favourite shows.

I did though love My So-Called Life on Channel 4. ER and Friends had arrived in the UK but hadn’t really caught on yet I don’t think? Nobody I knew had Internet at home and only a few grownups had mobile phones which were just for making (very pricey!) calls back then.

How about you?

Gave birth to my first. Who is about to give birth to her first.

I was in my 1st / 2nd year of university - one in the best years of my life!

I was an air hostess and had just met my husband to be (now ex). Life was glamorous and fun 😁

I was just 23 and had just been told that my mum’s cancer had come back and was terminal. I spent the next 6 months caring for her, (which was the making of me to be honest), and she died mid-Dec 1995 at the age of 53. Next week I’ll be as old as she ever got to be and I’m having a life reset starting with a much wanted holiday abroad.

Sorry if that puts a downer on the thread but you did ask!

I was 24. Miscarrying to an XH who was having an affair.

Glastonbury!

Was 22, recently returned to the West Mids having completed my finals from Goldsmiths, London uni and was nervously awaiting results of my degree through much of the summer. I was convinced I had got a 3rd as I was ill through much of the exams. Spent the rest of the year (quietly as I’m an introvert lol), celebrating my 2.1 😊

Not at all. Much love and respect to you. That sounds really hard.

I was 24. I’d given birth to DS1 at the end of 94, so I was deep in the baby stages. DH was in the RAF and we were living in married quarters but we bought our first house in the Summer of 95, for £38000.

I remember that Summer being really quite warm.

I had graduated from my undergraduate degree and had started my post graduate degree at Cambridge. Happy happy times.

Got married at 33. Wish I hadn't.

I was 1 so probably into all the cupboards and driving my parents insane 🤣

Outdoorsy 6 year old😂

I don't want to derail the thread, but Kurt Cobain died in 1994. I remember exactly where I was when I found out. I was a student in my year abroad.

I had a fantastic leopard print Jo caseley-Hayford plastic mac that I'd wear with white dolly heels. I think I had I light pink cord mini skirt I wore as well at the time.

I started being allowed highlights. Got my nose pierced and several more holes in my ears. Wanted a belly button piercing but chickened out.

Probably the year I first started kissing boys. One who turned out to be a Christian who was in some kind of cult?!

Another who was in fact about 23 and I'd lied about my age. He saw me in my school uniform and I got the fear. He phoned my house minutes later and I pretended to be my own non existent sister and said I'd moved away permanently?!

Pretty sure he didn't buy it as he saw me seconds earlier...🤣🤣

I was wrangling two-year-old twins. It's all a bit of a blur, tbh. I had no idea what was in the charts or what adults were watching on TV as I spent my evenings singing Nellie the Elephant, trying to lull them to sleep.

Taking high dose steroids to save my eyesight and getting fatter and more constipated by the day! Fortunately most of my sight was saved and I got through my GCSEs at the same time, even though I was so wound up by the steroids I was going swimming before exams to wear off the excess energy. Looking back I think I was amazingly stubborn to get through it but back then it was just expected that you cracked on with stuff. My only reasonable adjustment was a water bottle on my exam desk.

I had a 2 year old so was it was a bit of a blur,

I was 30 and 5 weeks away from getting married. Now preparing to celebrate our 30th wedding anniversary

June 1995, I was in Year 5 at school and was 10 years old.
I didn't like my teacher very much, and I don't think she liked me much either.
I remember deliberately NOT asking my mum to get her an "end of year" teacher present. I didn't even do a card for her. I'd gotten a little box of chocolates for all my previous primary school teachers, and my Yr6 teacher after her. But NOT her.
I remember she opened all the cards and presents in front of us on the last day of term, and I remember being sat there feeling a bit smug and "ner ner ner", like I'd got the last laugh. 😂What a little toad I was.
But I went on to absolutely love my Year 6 teacher, and still think of him pretty often. Unfortunately, he had a very common name, so I've never been able to find any trace of him online. Think along the lines of Tom White. He turned 30 the year he taught us, so he'd be almost 60 now.

Started my Nurse training, cannot believe I have stuck it for 30 years!!

Doing my A levels and going to uni later in the year 🥰 a brilliant time.

Working in London, lots of gigs, drinking way too much

Same age as you op, I was 13, also loved Sabrina and Alex Mack. California Dreams and all those type of teen shows. Sounds like we'd have been friends 😀. We had an Amstrad that we could programme games into so assume we had old and slow internet by then. An exciting weekend would have been having £20 to spend in Tammy Girl as a (very) rare treat

I was being regularly sexually assaulted by a family ‘friend’ at the age of 15.