Memories (Child of our time cntd.)!

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Aloha/ Pam T, we did the sliced up Mars bar too!! Watching old Gene Kelly/ Doris Day/ Cary Grant(swoon) movies!

Also, first crush definitely Starskey, posters from Jackie all over my (purple) walls!

John Noakes and Shep my all time favourite presenters.

Had a ssquirmel too! Sadly squirmed its way into a cup of tea! Was never the same after that!!!

If you've no idea what I'm on about, check out the last few days on the Child of our time thread!

I had jeans that I had to lay down to get on.

Jenny there was I being smug at being the youngest so far - but no longer.

Enid, I used to sit by the radio every Sunday writing down all the songs in a notebook too! And would highlight every song that made Number One.

In 1983 I thought I was really COOL in my Harrington jacket - LOL!

What about batwing jumpers.
I dont remember much of whats on this thread but its bringing back my memories ,I was born in 75.

Born 1967. I used to tape the charts on a Sunday and buy Smash Hits so I called learn all the words.

I got my mum to knit me a huge bat wing jumper in lilac! Before bat wings there were those really long thin ones that came down to your knees and kept you really warm! I loved the new romantic/adam and the ants era, the clothes were so dramatic and I saved my pocket money to buy a frilly shirt but I wasn't old enough for all the black eyeliner.

janh
I am a fully-signed member of the mumsnet oldsters club - I was 46 this June so, no, you are not alone! I have been going to live concerts since the late 60's and in September I am taking 5 year old dd to see Van Morrison who I first saw in 1974. Seems like yesterday.......

I remember seeing the Sweet on TOTP doing Blockbuster and being shocked at seeing a man in a dress.

Mind you, I saw many stranger things than that during my teenage years .

I was born at the end of 1963.

I distinctly remember being flabbergasted when somebody first suggested to me that the Village People might be gay...

Are they? I thought one was a construction worker, one a red indian, one a policeman, (can't remeber the others now) and that they were all taking a day off from their jobs to sing together.Are you telling me this is not the case?

Cam

CAM, what good taste your 5 yo has - usually they would be dragging Mum and Dad to see SClub or Blue!

Thanks, CAM, have just spotted your old lady post! LOL for the Village People one too - put me off the whole ides of the YMCA for life, can you imagine what goes on!

jodee, we have found that our kids tend to like what we like (because it's what they hear the most) until they get old enough to make their own choices...our 2 DDs (20 and 17) now disdain our sort of stuff but DS1 (14) loves Queen and Abba and all sorts of odd things (and DS2 (9) doesn't bother with pop music at all yet).

Janh, that's good to know - I've still got plenty of time then to brainwash DS with Bruce Springsteen.

For months I thought that Boy George was a girl after watching him sing Do You Really Want to Hurt me on TOTP - his name should have been a giveaway really!

I think I was about 12 or 13, just after Seven Seas of Rhye made me take notice of Queen. I was having afternoon tea in the restaurant at Biba (the big one on High Street Kensington, not the original in Church Street!) and I saw Freddie Mercury making his way to a table. I jumped up and approached him, saying "Hi Freddie, I..." and he turned to his male companion and started speaking in Italian. Did I shrink away or what? BTW, the only thing I could ever afford in Biba was make up and their gorgeous Egg and Lemon shampoo. Anyone else ever go there?

Oh, MandyD, what a rotten thing for him to do when you were so brave! The bugger!

(Oops - possibly not best choice of word!)

I bet he was frightened of females! (No I'm not homophobic)

My 80s memories. Going to the Mud club and it being half empty but Adam Ant being there. Wearing clothes from Demob on Carnaby Street, and a string-knit, off the shoulder jumper from a shop called PX on the Kings Road which shut down abruptly when the owner was sent to prison for drugs offences (allegedly!), and buying tubular lengths of cotton-Lycra to make tube skirts with roll-over tops a la BodyMap. Seeing Michael Clark dance at the Riverside Studios. Wearing tiny little crop tops and big earrings (aah, the far off flat-stomach years...) and wearing greek dancing shoes in the street. Drinking champagne at University (and hiding from my bank statements) because we'd all seen Brideshead Revisited. Having a perm so curly I couldn't get my fingers through it, much less a comb, henna, kohl, boys with no1 cuts and flat tops, dancing to Marvin Gaye's Heard it Through The Grapevine and Soft Cell's Tainted Love, eating nouvelle cuisine (what a total and utter rip-off) and thinking I was just fantastic, and living in a squalid flat in Streatham but living like a millionaire, somehow (debt, I think they call it). How I wish I had a fraction of the energy I had then.

aloha - I still hide from the bank statments!!!

Absolutely ks! Growing up in the north in the 60's I thought living in London was all about rushing round in E-type jags and having fab flats in Park Lane ha ha. I'd obviously watched Blow-up or those wacky 60's films (The Italian Job or The Jokers) far too much.

I used to put all my bank statements under my bed unopened until a boyfriend opened them all when I refused to and I nearly died with shock at how much I owed. But compared to student loans it was nothing. And the bank never sent the bailiffs round. I look back in amazement at how often I went out and how lavishly I spent when I consider what little I really had. Mind you, I wouldn't have spent over £1000 on a sofa then. And now, when I overspend, it's on stupidly expensive baby clothes. Mainly because ds now has a better figure than I do!

Aloha - PX, BodyMap,etc etc blimey .... you might laugh now, but back then you were cutting edge. I take my two tone hat (what were they called? My mind's gone completely blank) off to you.