To ask what you were doing in the 70s?

[PossiblyPattio]

I feel like having a nostalgia moment. I was a teenager in the 70s and I remember wanting to be like Patti Smith, I idolized her much to my mums disapproval... I was Patti and my friend was Stevie!!
Looking back I was quite cool!!
Any mumsnetters who were teenagers in the 70s? What did you enjoy doing? Who did you want to be? I'm looking back and I miss it so much!!

Leaving school in 72, working for my Dad which was great fun, I had proper work to do and went to college. Finished a long term relationship with my boyfriend from school who was getting increasingly violent, it was while until he accepted it.

Spent my wages on clothes in Wallis, which at that time were amazing, going to Leeds to buy shoes from Sasha. Nights out at the Fiesta and Beerkeller in Sheffield. Having a 6 week fling with Daz who broke my heart but truly thankful I didn't get him, it won't have worked.

To sum it, I had the time of my life.

I was a kid.
Duffel coats for school in winter. The weird smell from the Hoover when it was used. Walking to school. Awful school meals with tinned tomatoes served as a vegetable. Teachers in Scholl flipflops standing in the playground with a cup of tea. Phones with noisy dials. Two Iranian kids appearing at my school, a big sensation. Women with time on their hands drinking instant coffee in each other’s houses.

At art college in London wearing loons (flared trousers that are tight round the hips) Laura Ashley cotton smocks over flared sleeved tee shirts.

Walking home from college through the power cuts past a block of flats where women's body parts had been found dumped in the bins

Going up Carnaby Street on a Saturday afternoon. Shopping around Kensington high street and kings Road. Walking back from the my barmaid job at midnight across Clapham Common.
7 of us in a house share ( mixed -causing much shock to my uncle)

Hitching lifts without fear
No mobile phones
No computers

For the final two months of the 70’s I was being gestated.

White dog poo.

If you ever get the chance to see Jackie the musical, it brings it all back 😍

@PoloNeckKnickers

White dog poo.

Oh yeah I remember that. Why was it white?

Wasn't it because dogs ate bones then, the calcium?

We all worked but we're frequently laid off so there was always something missing out like a bill or rent.
We all chucked in any wages we had, into a biscuit tin, Dad always had work luckily but there was always someone to dodge or a shop to avoid.
Doing the Co-op stamps at Christmas and the pay weekly hampers arriving.

Oh yes, so exciting when the Christmas hamper arrived! Plus of course the tin of Quality Street which was massive back then!

I also remember a teacher (Primary) who would smoke a pipe when on playground duty or teaching PE outside. (I say teaching, but we actually played dodge ball for the whole of Y5).

The heatwave of 1976.
The scars in have on my shoulders from sunburn every summer.
Wearing boys shorts and t shirts so that my little brother could have them as hand-me-downs.
Getting my ears pierced so that people knew I was a girl (see above clothing issue!)

I was a toddler and young child. I was growing up next to a dairy farm and running through a fields of cows with my brother for a dare. It was very hot in summer and mum used to get us to lay down on the cool stone floor of the very old school house with buckets of ice in front of fans. I remember large military helicopters flying over. Once I was sitting in a high chair and a green snake hung from the orange tree outside the kitchen window and stuck it's head in. I used to make those Brigid's crosses with dried grass. The farmer next door filled in his well because he was scared that we would fall in. That's all I remember from the 70's.

Ah the heatwave of ‘76. The one summer holiday where we just got to go on the beach all day every day rather than being dragged off on walks!

In the 70's I was mostly shitting myself and eating spagetti hoops!

Nothing I was only born in 1979. So I suppose I was living in an ovary waiting to be the lucky chosen egg!

Ah Sundaypolodog I had forgotten loons. Great weren't they? We lived close to where Dennis Neilson stuffed his drains with body parts. Do you remember a slice of pizza, baked potato and coleslaw at Pizzaland?