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.

Can I have a lift?

I'll be going back to the night of my first school disco. I've just started senior school and my friend Donna's sister has been telling us how wild first year disco night is. Apparently in her year there were no adults allowed and all the boys from the rival school came over with booze to get off with girls so they banned most of the best stuff and put teachers on the doors but it'll still be good.

I've got a new outfit from Tammy Girl and we are all going round to Michelle's house to get ready. Her mum's young and cool and looks like she could be in a pop group. She'll do our hair and makeup so we will look amazing. They've also got ALL the flavours of soda stream mix!

A few years on from JoK. I'm so into music. The Thursday lunchtime disco in the attic is the coolest. 1999 is a lifetime away, and we'll have everything robot and foil in our homes by 2000.

I’m coming. I’ll just get the curling tongs out to do my lady di flick and try not to singe my forehead.
I’ll be wearing a neon yellow skirt, white baggy shirt and yellow belt on my hips. Earrings are big silver monstrosities from Chelsea girl.

At the disco I’ll die with embarrassment as I slow dance to mike and the mechanics with a boy called Graham who I don’t really fancy and then cry on the way home because the boy I do fancy is holding hands with someone else.

On Sunday I will visit my nan with my cousins. We will flick through the Argos catalogue looking at all the toys and jewellery. We will eat Home made jam tarts. We will also leave her house stinking of b&h as she pretty much chain smokes. Her walls are yellow. As we leave she gives us each a pound note.

Can I finish my riding lesson at the Equestrian Centre first?

Firing up the time machine.
What films do you want for the in-flight entertainment?
What about a proper horror? An American Werewolf in London, Nightmare on Elm Street, Halloween?😱

I would prefer something from John Hughe's canon, but American Werewolf in London is great ( though too scary for my 14 year old self)

Ooh Halloween! Or Poltergeist! We can scare ourselves stupid and kind of us will get any sleep.

Love Poltergeist!

Desperately Seeking Susan and Footloose, please.

I never saw the end of American Werewolf because my friend Alison drank too much cider and threw up so we turned the film off.

And Jaws please!

I need to crimp my hair now.

Oh - this made me cry too!
However, I will repair my electric blue mascara and join you too! Liberal application of Impulse body spray (the silver one and the gold one were the classiest). Big, Princess Di-style fringe sprayed firmly into place (which has the double benefit of securing deely-boppers onto the head). Can stay out until 10pm as it's a Friday. (Shall we get chips on the walk back home?)

I want a trip in your time machine. I had a photo taken with 2 of my friends standing with Red Rum and I want to find it.

I'm definitely coming now. Have curled my hair with those foam bendy things and a fuck ton of hair spray. My dad will drop me off in his Datsun Cherry

I was too young and have far too big an imagination for horror stories (Freddie Kruger still scars the crap out of me now!) so I'll just stay in the kitchen, mixing soda streams, in my roller boots and which ever outfit you lot would like to see me in (see my 2 previous posts (with photos)

Can I go back to 82 so I can revise for my A levels and be slim again

My younger dsis never did watch Nightmare on Elm Street but I used to get a massive kick out of scaring her at night by telling her Freddie was under her bed 😂

Its Friday it’s 5o’clock and it’s Crackerjack!

Still think this most Fridays. A very emotional thread. The 80’s are the best. I’m wearing tartan trousers with a jumper with a picture on it , poncho pink lispstick , blue eyeliner inside my eyeline. Stripe of pink blusher, with permed hair a là Kylie or Witney. I may be holding a cigarette , strictly to look older , less than 10 were inhaled in the 80’s. The Kinks are playing All night and all of the day , the place is heaving with teens dancing wildly. I feel alive.

Will definitely bring my John Hughes collection, especially the John Candy ones.

Oh my goodness pixie boots! The pride I felt when I got a pair!

And Top Gun, Cocktail, Dirty Dancing, Ghost, Sleeping with the Enemy, Pretty Woman.........

My church junior club went to Crackerjack. 😆

Aww remember 'opps upside your head' and trying to get back up off the floor in stilettos with a shred of dignity was nearly impossible (especially when your arms ached top much to be of any use to you😉)

Jaws please best film ever but Poltergiest will do too. But i love Footloose.

I'm in - ski/stirrup pants , batwing top, jade coloured pleather belt and plastic earrings are ready. Carefree, no social media pressure and phoning friends to check what they were wearing so we didn't turn up in the same outfit....

I am just combing my perm out and gazing sadly at another spot. Out comes the Hide the Blemish. Where’s the Twilight Teaser? There it is next to the Seventeen electric blue mascara. A squirt of Fuzzy Peach perfume and Silvercrin hairspray and we’re good to go. A longing look at my Jim Kerr poster as I leave. Soon, Jim. Soon.