Living your life to 1987 standards

[Risso]

1987, probably the best year for black music since the early 70s. It was difficult to keep up with everything that was coming out of New York and Chicago and that's before you even mention the soul.

Who could forget:

[Rudy Can't Fail]

Indeed.

'You without me is like cornflakes without the milk.'

[Witton Warrior]

Oh and it was Val Hopkins in a field opposite Norton Covet on a beautiful April evening in 1975 - watched by sheep...

[Bad English]

I'm sure she'll be pleased to see her name pop up in a Google search.

[Risso]

Indeed.

'You without me is like cornflakes without the milk.'

Whilst I bow to your greater knowledge in such areas, wasn't 86 a better year than 87?

[thick_mike]

so much great music in 87. Posted to Osnabruck at 18, with nothing but several Fall albums to my name

http://www.bbc.co.uk/radio1/johnpeel/festive50s/1980s/1987/

There's some utter gold there. I was at peak Peel in that period.

[UK Redsox]

I had not long been posted to Germany and was discovering the Reeperbahn cultural delights of Hamburg.

We had a school trip the Hamburg in 1985. We were supposed to have a meal at the top of the Heinrich-Hertz-Turm but it was closed.

Therefore the teacher decided to take us on a walk down the Reeperbahn instead. Not sure that he'd get away with that these days.

The next year we had a trip to Esbjerg (despite the school not running a Danish course) which consisted of seemingly endless hours on the North Sea and then three hours in the town. Whilst on land we never saw the teachers.

As I've mentioned before, I swear that we were unknowing cover for obtaining elicit chemicals/plant material.

[Villa in Denmark]

I had not long been posted to Germany and was discovering the Reeperbahn cultural delights of Hamburg.

We had a school trip the Hamburg in 1985. We were supposed to have a meal at the top of the Heinrich-Hertz-Turm but it was closed.

Therefore the teacher decided to take us on a walk down the Reeperbahn instead. Not sure that he'd get away with that these days.

The next year we had a trip to Esbjerg (despite the school not running a Danish course) which consisted of seemingly endless hours on the North Sea and then three hours in the town. Whilst on land we never saw the teachers.

As I've mentioned before, I swear that we were unknowing cover for obtaining elicit chemicals/plant material.

Harwich - Esbjerg.

18 hours overnight, although DFDS stopped the route a couple of years ago. I hated that crossing. Only started feeling sea sick the first time I stood on terra firma after we'd driven off the ferry and would then be ill for 12 hours afterwards.

[simon ward 50]

Harwich - Esbjerg.

I think I did that trip 1986 although it could have been 1987 with some friends from Bradford College believe it or not! Coach from Bradford to Harwich, ferry across to Esbjerg, 3 hours on shore then the journey in reverse. Must have been mad?

[Villa in Denmark]

3 hours on shore sounds about right as it was a 6 hour turnaround in port to disembark, clean up and embark for the return trip and hold it to a 24 cycle.

The worst trip I ever experienced was when the crossing to England was delayed as they couldn't get the ferry into port because of the seas being so rough.

Our crossing was like a millpond, but everywhere you went on board was the smell of vomit and disinfectant as a reminder of how shit it had been for the poor bastards on board the night before stuck out in Vesterhavet.

[spinksy the bfg]

Nearly the whole of Stockland green secondary school shop lifting from seddons newsagents,  which is now a co-op

[cheltenhamlion]

On the "tangent bit from the previous page" I probably need to share the first two. I opened my account between the hockey goal at the top of the school field at Year 9 end of year disco to include being caught just after finishing the deed by a teacher.

Round 2 was a girl nearly two years older than me in a large metal container out the back of Cheltenham's premier sports store, Leisure Land (it was filled with cardboard boxes).

The wife wonders as to why I am not romantic! I should add that I also took a hiding from the brother of the second  (he was my age) who later went on to be the gypsy fraternities shining light as a world class kick boxer.

[el león Benidorm]

Year 9!!! So that would be the third year in real money then...

[spinksy the bfg]

Saturday morning super store

[Pete3206]

Nearly the whole of Stockland green secondary school shop lifting from seddons newsagents,  which is now a co-op

I spent a fortune on Krunchy Puffs in there.