Bit like the grammar... the 1980's WERE crap.

And yes.. for me, mostly they were, although I did start researching my family history. 23 years and 9-10 generations later it's looking pretty good.

During the '80s I left school, got beaten up, found folk music, joined a choral society, met Micca, got a brilliant job in a museum, got a crappy job cleaning an office, did 'A'levels in Art and English, a City & Guilds in embroidery, got pleurisy, met the first love of my life, was attacked, left home, nearly married a Welshman, heard Graham Moore sing 'Tolpuddle Man' for the first ever time in public, met Prince Charles, lost my marbles for a while and got involved in giant processions.

LTS