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Back in the day!

I do hope so!
I think my worst atrocity was ripping up the sides of my already flared jeans and letting in an insert of contrast material, with a strip round the bottom as well, to make them really flared. That would be when I first went to Uni in 1975. The following year, the trend went to narrow bottomed jeans, luckily I’d worn my flared pair out by then with near constant use.
Loons with inserts of whacky fabric, with a’grandad t-shirt’ worn with clogs.

I remember the agony of running in clogs and the clog sliding off and then landing with the arch of my foot half on the clog. OUCH!!!
 
Here is a picture of then and now
Loons with inserts of whacky fabric, with a’grandad t-shirt’ worn with clogs.

I remember the agony of running in clogs and the clog sliding off and then landing with the arch of my foot half on the clog. OUCH!!!
I never had that problem with Hush puppies and Red Dr Martens
 
Here is a picture of then and now

I never had that problem with Hush puppies and Red Dr Martens
My red kickers were also a lot safer, but they came later when I had a bit more money, along with the dungarees
 
Loons with inserts of whacky fabric, with a’grandad t-shirt’ worn with clogs.

I remember the agony of running in clogs and the clog sliding off and then landing with the arch of my foot half on the clog. OUCH!!!
I had clogs!
 
How about Unit Four Plus Two ?
(the concrete and the clay beneath our feet begin to crumble but love will never die because you'll see the mountains tumble ..........)
 
"The Who were rockier than a rocky thing!"

There is an even more seriously rocky group from Mongolia called The Hu.
 
My husband comes to the kitchen door and tells me to turn the volume down, and I got told off for playing too fast at practice last night.
 
I was a raver from the age of approx 15 (6 people in a mini metro driving round trying to find a party in a field before the Old Bill turned up and spolied it) - never grown out of it!
 
I remember leaving school and starting work in 1979, first weekly wage was £17.50
being told keep your nose clean stay at work, work hard

you can retire when your 60… hmmm
meanwhile now in 2025 and I’m 61 this year… :rofl::rofl::rofl:
 
I was a raver from the age of approx 15 (6 people in a mini metro driving round trying to find a party in a field before the Old Bill turned up and spolied it) - never grown out of it!
We’re Raving.. we’re Raving :starstruck: :starstruck:
 
Ohhh... 1979. The year we got married. I remember teetering on 4 inch heels and getting the bridesmaids to wear low heels so they didn't tower over me. I will have to dig through the back of the cupboard and see if I can find the infamous wedding album.😱:rofl:
 
In 1979 I was a very scrawny 13 year old wannabe punk. Sid Vicious had just finally managed to kill himself and all I wanted was a mohican. Sadly mum & dad refused to let me and in time I grew out of it.

Strange, never took much notice of punk music back then but quite like it now, Anarchy in the UK is on my playlist when out walking dog.
 
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