And what was on that tape-deck? The Monster Mash, of course! Jx
It was a graveyard smash.
The latest in 70s fashion & technology! Look at the size of your entertainment center! What big dials you have!
Yup... That was the 70's... we were all much fitter then... Not a remote control to be seen...
I wonder if that skirt became a pair of curtains?I remember the airiel winding its way around the book shelf - move the wrong book and you'd spend the week draping it hither and tither to find the signal again. Happy days.Sx
By 1973, the grim meat-hook reality set in that the 60s were truly over.
I have to say that there is NOTHING wrong with this picture. It's a 1970's extravaganza!**places chaste kisses on Mistress feet as is proper**
1973: the year mrpeenee graduated from high school. Yes, the world was my oyster and it was wearing a crazy quilt pattern maxi skirt.
I remember 1973, the year after my parents divorce, and the year that the real 25 year war between my parents began. No fun.
And what was on that tape-deck? The Monster Mash, of course! Jx
ReplyDeleteIt was a graveyard smash.
DeleteThe latest in 70s fashion & technology! Look at the size of your entertainment center! What big dials you have!
ReplyDeleteYup... That was the 70's... we were all much fitter then... Not a remote control to be seen...
ReplyDeleteI wonder if that skirt became a pair of curtains?
ReplyDeleteI remember the airiel winding its way around the book shelf - move the wrong book and you'd spend the week draping it hither and tither to find the signal again. Happy days.
Sx
By 1973, the grim meat-hook reality set in that the 60s were truly over.
ReplyDeleteI have to say that there is NOTHING wrong with this picture. It's a 1970's extravaganza!
ReplyDelete**places chaste kisses on Mistress feet as is proper**
1973: the year mrpeenee graduated from high school. Yes, the world was my oyster and it was wearing a crazy quilt pattern maxi skirt.
ReplyDeleteI remember 1973, the year after my parents divorce, and the year that the real 25 year war between my parents began. No fun.
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