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Looking back most of the meals were terrific but they interfered with fitty in the playground.
I remember we got a new boss dinner lady. God she was scary, fierce and hostile in equal measure. You only messed with her once. Her spoonbanging on tables suggested that kids heads might be equally clattered!
stab your Back
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(my friend's sister was in it). The Cup Final of 78? Arsenal 3 Man Utd 2 watched at said friend's house. Cycling everywhere. Being on holiday in Scotland during WC78 as a 12yo and watching the footie with the hotel chefs. Italy v France iirc. Football stickers and the football cards that had chewing gum in. Crappy Youth Clubs. Being the only kid in Secondary school in years 1-3 who was allowed out at lunch (because my mum wrote a note saying I could get better value in town). I would buy a whole swiss roll
Switching from Showaddywaddy to Blondie
What I remember too is that my brother’s brother in law tried to pull her while dancing with her. Sniffer they called him I learned afterwards.
I can laugh about it now.