People talk about the seventies with such distain,
A decade forgotten, passed by in the main.
A reckless mishmash of bad taste in fashion,
Strikes, powrcuts and markets crashin!
Growing up on a Council Estate, school mates next door,
Long hot summers, no curfew, endless time to explore.
No worries or cares,
ones future, unawares,
carefree and happy,
hand me down clothes, warn and tatty!
looked after by Nan, was a treat unmatched,
less discipline, more freedom, door unlatched,
sent to the shop to by her fags,
note in hand, nasty she said, my first drag!
A towering stoical woman with purple hair,
painted nails, high heels, huged like a bear,
expensive jewellery. Pearl necklace, painted face,
smoked whilst baking, glass of gin kept pace!
A true lady was my Gran in every sense,
Emotionless, British, proud, intense,
A tower of strength, to those who sought chatter,
Not a tear shed, buck your ideas up, no matter!
I loved my Gran, although we clashed,
Too much like me, her Grandson, oh how we splashed!
Friverlous and generous, unwisely Bipolic,
Stubborn, aggressive, a little neurotic,
characterful with style, old school dame,
memorable and funny, articulate, no shame!
Growing up in the 70s, was a special time,
innocent and free, complete content!
Content with childhood,
content with friends
content with profanity,
content to offend!
Then the world changed,
I had to condemn,
my decade of innocence, unable to defend!
Childhood memories, so dear to me,
Became diappointments in adulthood,
shameful acts, to offend!
Times changed too quickly, and part of me remained,
stuck in that shag pile, happy times were strained!
A moment of appology for my manner of growing,
then retraction for doubting the fear of unknowing!
I miss that vulgar decade,
I wish I could relive,
those long days of childhood, my friends dispearsed!
The Silver Jubilee,
the lack of money,
the disco music,
70s comedy devotee!
An appology for circumstances just isn't in me,
to feel shame for the past in a future we could not forsee,
is to deny a generation their birthright,
and wrongly make history smokefree!
Darren Vranjes 12 March 2015