I’m not trying to glamourise it btw. Of course I now realise it was a dumb thing to be involved with. Just thinking back to how it felt back then - exciting.
That was a heady reverie of nostalgia, metaphor and wisdom. Thank you. So many brilliant turns of phrase. Nicotine Childhood could be an obscure indie band from the Peel Sessions.
Yes 😂😂Thanks. I tried to write it as a story but then remembered not much actually happened. In many ways it was a non event. Yet at the same time, so vivid. Much of life is like that isn’t it? Anyway, I changed ‘story’ to ‘memory’ and it seemed to fit better.
Experience comes from doing everything your parents told you not to do… sometimes you have to live on the wild side for a bit to appreciate the quiet one.
PS. I love the stone roses but they aren’t a patch on GNR. You were bang on there…Exquisite taste! 😂
As I got older I learned to love The Stone Roses and Happy Mondays too. I think the clothes put me off at the time. I didn’t really like that ‘baggy’ look.
I don’t have any similar experiences which is a bit sad really! About the nearest was accepting a lift (well having to get in the car as my friend had already accepted!) from two total teenage strangers we met at the fair. I remember the whole journey thinking ‘please be normal people and not rapists or murderers!’ , it was fine of course! I have always played life a big too safe in some respects :D
Oh the thrill. If for a stupid minute. I had an English boyfriend at 18, right off the boat. He had a street bike, the kind that lays down on curves. He was exciting and he was awful. I won't say more - but I do get the thrill. Until you wake up and realize you could have died.
Thank you Jo-Ann. I often feel like my life ended at 25. So little has happened since then. I tell myself things will be exciting again one day. (Not that I want to be doing that you understand 😂).
This reminds me of one time in my youth being a bit of a wild child my pals and me met these guys and one of them had a car.We were impressed big time and they were into fast driving.We came home safely.Your story jogged my memory of that night.l think at sixteen, l thought l was invincible.😂 x.
I’m not trying to glamourise it btw. Of course I now realise it was a dumb thing to be involved with. Just thinking back to how it felt back then - exciting.
It was a joy ride mixed with melancholy- captured so well. 🙏🏼✨✨
Thank you 😊
That was a heady reverie of nostalgia, metaphor and wisdom. Thank you. So many brilliant turns of phrase. Nicotine Childhood could be an obscure indie band from the Peel Sessions.
Yes 😂😂Thanks. I tried to write it as a story but then remembered not much actually happened. In many ways it was a non event. Yet at the same time, so vivid. Much of life is like that isn’t it? Anyway, I changed ‘story’ to ‘memory’ and it seemed to fit better.
Experience comes from doing everything your parents told you not to do… sometimes you have to live on the wild side for a bit to appreciate the quiet one.
PS. I love the stone roses but they aren’t a patch on GNR. You were bang on there…Exquisite taste! 😂
As I got older I learned to love The Stone Roses and Happy Mondays too. I think the clothes put me off at the time. I didn’t really like that ‘baggy’ look.
Yeah I know what you mean. It had that feral, unwashed look that came with being a fan 😂😂
Being alive :)
I don’t have any similar experiences which is a bit sad really! About the nearest was accepting a lift (well having to get in the car as my friend had already accepted!) from two total teenage strangers we met at the fair. I remember the whole journey thinking ‘please be normal people and not rapists or murderers!’ , it was fine of course! I have always played life a big too safe in some respects :D
I think risk is a healthy component of life. Maybe that’s wha all risk takers say until the come a cropper, though.
Aha ! Yes x
Oh the thrill. If for a stupid minute. I had an English boyfriend at 18, right off the boat. He had a street bike, the kind that lays down on curves. He was exciting and he was awful. I won't say more - but I do get the thrill. Until you wake up and realize you could have died.
Yes, it could have ended a lot worse than it did. Youth eh?
Oh teen life, I have no regrets from those days. I swear they were the best years. Thank you Julie, this was so enjoyable.
Thank you Jo-Ann. I often feel like my life ended at 25. So little has happened since then. I tell myself things will be exciting again one day. (Not that I want to be doing that you understand 😂).
I understand that Julie and although I’m older, I still crave excitement once in awhile. Seriously, I’m an elder but I’m not dead!!!
This reminds me of one time in my youth being a bit of a wild child my pals and me met these guys and one of them had a car.We were impressed big time and they were into fast driving.We came home safely.Your story jogged my memory of that night.l think at sixteen, l thought l was invincible.😂 x.
We do stupid things don’t we? I have done many. Glad you got back safely.