More to the point, what CAN you remember?
Good question, but here goes anyway ……… this might take some time …..
No fridge, freezer, washing machine, central heating, colour television, car, foreign holidays, landline telephone, Internet or mobile phone. We had a choice of 3 television channels to choose from, and there was still f*ck all on aside from Top Of The Pops, a bunch of racist sitcoms and wrestling on a weekend.
I know what you’re thinking here – post war Britain!
Yes, but not 1950, this was 1970 and I was 8 years old. The (twin-tub) washing machine and spin dryer, colour television and telephones would have to wait until the 1980’s. As for the foreign holidays and central heating; they would have to wait until I was 35 and 44 years old respectively. The car? Never happened but that was the norm in our family, and still is for me.
A hard life? Not for me thankfully, although my late parents might disagree. It was a bloody good childhood by all accounts. If you needed to be geared up for austerity in later life, this was just the start I needed. Of course this was a time before Thatcher fucked the country over royally and smack and spice became the scourge of our schools, prisons and streets, so life was good; at the time….
To follow are chapters on birth, school (including a chinchilla), work, prison, drugs, music, relationships, Dubai, London, Spain, France, Lady Di, horse racing, Dawlish, boozers by the hundred and much, much more.
Dive in here for the first few chapters ahead of further publications.