28th May, 2009 - Respectable in the Eighties

I kinda miss the 80s just now. I think it is the recession, and all the gloom and doom that seems to have infected us all. I am bored with cookery programmes telling us how we can cobble together a delicious meal from stuff that our neighbours’ checked in the bin last night. I am depressed by all the talk of how we are all to be taxed until we squeal for the next decade to pay for the Porsches of fat bankers.

I long for the 80s when we were all optimistic and wore button down shirts with Paisley Pattern ties. I want to listen to Prince on a spanking new CD player in a wine bar. I want to eat Nouvelle cuisine to a cacophony of building work as they convert beautiful old churches into high-end flats.
I want to be infected with optimism.