Nope. I'm a child of the 80s, born in 1976
It was Ireland, we didn't even have a TV! (Got one when I was about 9, only allowed watch initially on special occasions, subsequently a bit more, but we only had the 2 Irish TV channels that were available at the time, none of the fancy 'foreign' ie UK TV channels that our friends had so no cool TV).
I found everything so boring, to be honest. There were v few activities for kids (I definitely over-compensate now with my own kids) & no question of doing anything or going anywhere with your family at weekends.
I read a huge amount (which was great, I think fondly of all those days reading for hours and hours) and played outside which was nice too, great freedom.
I had v few, terrible clothes! I looked terrible, short hair like a boy (every girl I knew had long, long hair). In retrospect I looked fine. But I didn't think so at the time!
Also I was terrified of nuclear war. There was a lot about the Cold War & East/West politics in the 80s. I read a terrifying children's book set in the aftermath of a nuclear attack. I was absolutely traumatised by it for a year, honestly. I tried to ask my dad, who was the type who loved to educate us, so earnestly told me all about the chances of a nuclear attack & what would happen to us, immune to the scared 10 year old face looking at him!
One of my most defining memories was the fall of the Berlin Wall in 89, I thought it was amazing & also hoped that it meant no nuclear war to worry about.
Ah, bleak times!!! 😂
Life improved so much for me after I left for university ...
I mean, I did love my siblings & parents & they were great, I was v secure. But I hadn't really found my place & I'm quite a different personality to my mum especially, much as I love her so adult life has been much better.
I wonder what my kids will look back on? 🤦🏻♀️