I’m building a time machine, to go back to the 80’s.

[Twoweekcruise]

Just for the weekend.
They’ve just played ‘Together in electrics dreams’ on the radio and it’s left me aching for my youth.
So, for just this weekend only, I don’t want to be almost 45, I don’t want to keep hearing my kids squabbling with each other, I don’t want any responsibilities or to worry about the state of the world.
No, what I want is to go to the school disco tonight, I want to spend hours perfecting my gaudy sparkly make up, I want to wear my new ra-ra skirt or my batwinged jumpsuit, I want to hot brush my hair into an 80’s flick (with the help of a whole can of ozone-unfriendly hairspray!) and I want to smear my lips with that spearmint flavoured lip gloss from that little glass bottle with the roller ball and dance the (earl Your) evening away to Wham!, Whitney Houston, Duran Duran, Madonna and the like.
When I get up on Saturday morning (about 10am, I want to watch kids morning tv, for breakfast, I want my dad to cook his famous French toast (eggy bread really but French toast sounded posh), I want to go into town with my mates and buy the No.1 single from Our Price, I want to go to Top Shop and look at the posters in Athena and have a knickerbocker glory at The Wimpy. I want to spend the afternoon watching Knight Rider, Chips, The Fall Guy, Murder She Wrote, Hart to Hart and The Golden Girls.
On Sunday, I want to help dad wash the car in the morning (never did that in real life but my nostalgic brain tells me I did!), I want to eat my mum’s lovely Sunday roast and not worry how many calories, saturated fats, gluten or other nasties are in it. I want to see my much loved and missed grand parents and hug our lovely beloved family dog.
But most of all, I want to tape the Top 40, being careful not to get Bruno Brooke’s voice in at the end of each song ( that took great skill and judgement!)
So, does anyone fancy joining me for a trip back to the 80’s this weekend?
Refreshments on the journey will include, Panda cola, Clearly Canadian, Lilt and Quatro to drink and Spangles, Marathon bars (NOT snickers!), fruit salads and black jacks and 54321 bars ( E numbers included, yum!) to snack on.

Ooh, and if my mum and dad are going out on Saturday night and I have the house to myself I'm going to watch Cagney and Lacey.

There’s a voice that keeps on calling me, down the road that’s where I’ll always be.....

Or there's this ensemble?! Seriously, how did I get away with it?! Eat your heart out ladies and gentlemen

😂 I’ve the modern equivalent of shaders & toners developing under a turban towel right now! And if that isn’t eighties-tastic enough Amazon delivered my new white stilettos MaryJanes but white patent so close enough while I was reading this. The driver must think I’m a bit nuts answering the door giggling like a loon. I am off upstairs to wash out my hair & liberally spray a lonely can of impulse lurking in the bathroom as opposed to the multitude I used to have back then. Great thread OP!

I'm in and wearing Vanilla Essence (yes the stuff you use in cooking) as my perfume tonight! OP, your post brought back wonderful memories and I now have an 80's soundtrack whirling in my head. I'm dressing in neon with towelling socks and odd laces. May even dig out my Hydrocolour (sweat) changing tshirt...

Hypercolour not hydrocolour 😆

I had an Older Boyfriend with a hot hatch. Possibly a Peugeot 205 1.9 GTi but that might not be quite right. That was towards the end of the eighties.

Before that I had jeans from the market that I took in so much on the legs I had to lie down to get them on (no Lycra then).

Has anyone mentioned the Levi's 501 laundrette advert yet? ❤️

This is just like black mirror San junipero

When the children's telly finishes on BBC1 to make way for the 6 O'Clock News, can we turn over to BBC2? Monkey might be on, or perhaps Harold Lloyd. Mum's cooking shepherd's pie and dad will be home at half 6.

sob

Clearly Canadian. Thank you for reminding me of that brand name! I thought that beverage was the last word in sophistication.

Classix 1983 action here:

If I could go on holiday to anywhere in the realms of time and space I would choose to go back to the 80s - I exactly where you're coming from OP. I'd spend my day listening to my StoryTeller Magazine, watching She-Ra and Dogtanian, playing with my friends in the garden, guzzle a rocket lolly (which had creamy banana stuff on them back then, now it's just flavoured ice and not the same) and then have a greasy take away burger (a once a year treat for us back then). Or I'd spend a day back at my primary school remembering what it was like to have zero worries about anything whatsoever.

Depending on which bit of the 80s we're off to my boyfriend can give 2 or 3 of you a lift in the back of his orange Ford Capri. We've got ironic fluffy dice. That's only as far as 86 though. You're on the bus otherwise. Pop down the phone box and let me know.

I'm wearing Shaders and Toners Rich Mahogany.

Nooo!
Three young kids under the age of 5.
Barely any sleep. Loads of hospital appointments! ( youngest had special needs)
Pneumonia and in hospital ...me!
No, no, no
The 60s though...now you’re talking!
Gino Washington and the ram jam band!

We watched The boy from space at school today and now I'm terrified
m.youtube.com/watch?v=ifqn0vursW8

I really want to come too, but my mum won't let me out

I'll just stay home and read again.

I'll come, I'll be in the phone box at 6pm so can you phone and let me know?

I'm coming too. I'll get my Dewberry on and get down to Ourprice!

Ah love this thread! It's evoked so many happy memories

Can I join you at the youth club disco? I'll be in my black ski pants, reversible sweatshirt and suede pixie boots. Hair's a shaggy perm which I dried upside down with a diffuser and loads of 'pumping curls' spray. I've sprayed myself liberally with Body Shop White Musk and got my shimmer eye shadow and strawberry lip balm on.

We can have a coke and a packet of salt and vinegar crisps , then flirt with boys, go 'twos up' on a silk cut, then 'get off' with Steve and Dave behind the youth club, before my Dad picks us up at 11.

Tomorrow, it's into town mid morning in the bus to spend all day wondering round the shops, trying on the clothes in Top Shop and Chelsea girl, testing the make up in Boots, nicking the Pick and Mix in Woolies and piling into a photo booth together with all our mates.

Then Saturday night we'll have a sleepover and stay up all night eating sweets and watching horror films.

Sunday I'll be doing my homework, eating a massive roast dinner and going to see my Nan and Grandad.

I'm going to soak my hair in camomile flowers so it'll go nice and blonde, failing that i'll buy a bottle of 90p hydrogen peroxide and bleach it. I'll be wearing drainpipe jeans, burgundy leg warmers and my relax t-shirt (99p rip off from the market) and a black bat wing jumper depending on when in the 1980s. Alternatively, I'll have black hair, be wearing a joy division t-shirt, odd neon socks and black shoes.

It was the Quatro that set me off!? We used to reckon it made us drunk
I will be wearing my black cotton dungaries with knots instead of buckles (like bananarama) with my cropped white shirt and grey hush puppies. + electric blue eyeliner obv.

Still own heather shimmer- it's in my handbag right now!

Gosh, I'm glad I'm not the only one that is sobbing at bit at this thread.

Scared of watching this in case it develops into a full on snotfest! But it is an 80s classic :-)

I've got the 1981 Joy of Knowledge encyclopaedia collection in the blue leather-bound covers if anyone needs to look at anything for homework. There's also a squished dead moth in the back of one of them, but it's not my favourite one so it doesn't matter.

I had a two ball screwball today from the shop up the road, and after eating it pretended to be an Olympic downhill skier on the steep hill tiny slope - I was wearing my metal roller skates.

Some of us aren't old enough to go out yet, but can we use your hairspray, perfume and makeup when you've gone? Promise not to wreck your favourite t-shirt.