Remember, love, how it was?
Flock of Seagulls, that haircut!
My pegged trousers, GTi Golf.
Spitting Image on the telly
made Thatcher look normal.
Your puffballs, rah-rahs,
skirting ridicule.
We ‘danced ourselves dizzy’:
films started with an ‘F’:
Footloose, Fame, Flashdance.
Miner’s strike built PCs palaces,
nukes in the news at Greenham.
Reaganomics didn’t work,
no one told Sid.
Fondues, ‘fandabidozi!’
Game for a laugh:
We must have been.
