Suddenly It’s The Seventies!

Film, London, Observatory

The traffic is gridlocked, the tubes are on strike, Old School Labour is returning, there’s rubbish in the streets and – oh, tramps are back, remember them? There’s going to be a major terrorist attack and a winter of discontent brought about by swingeing cuts. And despite emancipation, some kind of beauty pageant is holding up traffic.

Suddenly it’s 1974 all over again. Last time around it was the IRA (also now attempting a comeback) and the inept Heath government. Perhaps we should go the whole hog and bring back The Black And White Minstrel Show, comedians telling jokes about mothers-in-law, On The Buses and Carry On films.

If you remember just how badly the 70s sucked, you might be interested to know that I’ve half-finished ‘Film Freak’, a sequel to ‘Paperboy’, which recounts my adventures through the arse-end of the British film industry in the seventies. If I can con my publishers into buying it, you’ll be the first to know.

3 comments on “Suddenly It’s The Seventies!”

  1. Martha says:

    I can’t say I remember the 70’s fondly – but I do remember them. That was the decade I started coming to London on a regular basis. Oh, well, ‘what goes around comes around’ – as they say.

  2. David Hughes says:

    Love it. Have you heard the song “1974” by Robyn Hitchcock?

  3. Anne Fernie says:

    Always hot on the Zeitgeist (I jest…), it would appear that the Daily Mail has beaten you to it with some ‘giveaway’ promotion of a load of, yes – the ‘Carry On’ films.

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