Open fires,

Old car tyres,

Home-made carts

From rubbish-tip parts,

Black and white tellies,

Trifles and jellies,

Thruppence for sweets,

Home-baked treats,

Scones and cakes,

Thursday Gran bakes. 

Footy with mates

Dinners bursting from plates

Windows of ice

Nora looking for lice

Through trouble and strife

My best mate for life

Kingy, Kerby, Best Man Dead

Bulldogs and Polo, then called in for bed

Holidays in Skeggy, Redcar and Rhyl

Rain, hail or shine, good fun and frills 

Subbuteo games with beloved Ray

Laughing and playing, most cherished of days

Bike rides to Seaton

No central heating

Apollo and Ali, Rocky and Best,

Boro, Jack Charlton, the pride in my chest

The Police, Punk, Bowie and Bush

The Jam and the Clash, Blondie’s my crush

From singing on stage, a musical child

To being in bands and playing it wild

Punks and mods, rockers and skins,

Fighting with lads, punches on chins

Dances and discos, girls drove me insane

I’ll never see those days again 

From Sherbert Dabs  

To smoking tabs

My scabby knees

Are cherished memories