Your favourite decade?

Its got to be the (swinging ) Sixties ,Blackpool was a great place to live with so much money in the town.
No signs of deprivation then ,plenty of work you could just go from one job to another
.The football wasn't bad either ,
Apart from my last post about the present decade, yes, the sixties was without doubt my favourite.
 
Late 80’s-90’s, when there were still decent bands and I was in my late teens/twenties. Don’t think anything replaces that age and era link once you get older.
 
It’s a hard one for me, late 70s, my life changed for the better, 80s was good , I had some great mates etc also met and married my wonderful wife, 90s my kids were born , 00s kids growing up, great family holidays ,10s a continuation of the 00s 20s well, became a Grandad for the first time on St George’s Day this year, so it starts again , I just love life .
 
Very difficult for an old 'Git' like me.
Each decade has it's own drawbacks and attractions so It's hard, especially when the memory gives way 🙄 .
Loved the 50s obviously, first job, first girlfriend, joining the army.
 
Very difficult for an old 'Git' like me.
Each decade has it's own drawbacks and attractions so It's hard, especially when the memory gives way 🙄 .
Loved the 50s obviously, first job, first girlfriend, joining the army.
I’m still a young lad (56) but I love 50s Rock N Roll music .
 
I enjoyed the majority of 80’s.
Strarted off badly going through a divorce then several single years and still young enough ( just ) to enjoy the club scene.

Late 60’s was good although nightlife was limited to places like the Mecca or Queens disco in Cleveleys.
 
75-85.....

You did say which 'decade'....

Formative years for me. Reached teenage years, left school, drunk every weekend, hundreds of conquests and pogoing the night away to punk....
 
Its got to be the (swinging ) Sixties ,Blackpool was a great place to live with so much money in the town.
No signs of deprivation then ,plenty of work you could just go from one job to another
.The football wasn't bad either ,
Agreed, I had the whole of my teenage years in the 1960s, Blackpool was a great place to live all the year round, from the mid 60s I watched Blackpool home and away which was the highlight of my week.
 
different things at different times of your life are varyingly important so pretty impossible to answer. There's your childhood years, teenage years, young free and single 20's years, your early married years, seeing your kids grow up years and then your more mature years with grandkids etc.
 
Another for the 70’s, discovering I liked prog rock and heavy rock music at age 14, taking my chances of getting a shoeing by walking from Talbot Road bus station - when Footy Special buses stopped from Thornton - to get to Bloomfield Road.leaving school in ‘75 and starting work and earning.

Regular trips to Cobweb records in Cleveleys or any number of record shops in Blackpool. Tea Cakes in the Wagon Wheel on Deansgate, Penny Round Collars from Mr D, Wranglers from Famous Army Stores and Trainers from Cleveley Sports

First pints in Bay Horse, Gardners or Thatch, watching bands at Poulton Teachers Training SU. Finding Jenks and White Biddies at Yates’s. Bigger gigs at Lancaster Uni as mates learned to drive and then further afield as became more independent. Being on day release from work at Bispham Tech and the easy world of academia and toast in the Student Union.

Weekends sleeping in bivvy bags or cars on Bowness Car Park and 4 pint jugs of Hartley’s watching Laurel & Hardy films in Hole In T’ Wall and Bar Billiards in The Albert.

New Years Eve in Talbot Square counting down the seconds to the new year, and everyone suddenly shouting out Blackpool chants. Norbreck Castle mayhem caught between not being Blackpool and not being Fleetwood as fights broke out. Being Thornton meant we were left alone as neither bunch knew who we were!

Ahh to be young, spotty, refused entry to night clubs because of wearing jeans and trainers - apart from the weird world of The Galleon, then having to catch the Blackpool Transport Staff Bus at 1am ‘cause you had missed the last 14 and 92 bus home!

Happy Days, but heaven knows I’m happier now being all retired and in the skin I’m in and not having to “try” so hard all the time.
 
Another for the 70’s, discovering I liked prog rock and heavy rock music at age 14, taking my chances of getting a shoeing by walking from Talbot Road bus station - when Footy Special buses stopped from Thornton - to get to Bloomfield Road.leaving school in ‘75 and starting work and earning.

Regular trips to Cobweb records in Cleveleys or any number of record shops in Blackpool. Tea Cakes in the Wagon Wheel on Deansgate, Penny Round Collars from Mr D, Wranglers from Famous Army Stores and Trainers from Cleveley Sports

First pints in Bay Horse, Gardners or Thatch, watching bands at Poulton Teachers Training SU. Finding Jenks and White Biddies at Yates’s. Bigger gigs at Lancaster Uni as mates learned to drive and then further afield as became more independent. Being on day release from work at Bispham Tech and the easy world of academia and toast in the Student Union.

Weekends sleeping in bivvy bags or cars on Bowness Car Park and 4 pint jugs of Hartley’s watching Laurel & Hardy films in Hole In T’ Wall and Bar Billiards in The Albert.

New Years Eve in Talbot Square counting down the seconds to the new year, and everyone suddenly shouting out Blackpool chants. Norbreck Castle mayhem caught between not being Blackpool and not being Fleetwood as fights broke out. Being Thornton meant we were left alone as neither bunch knew who we were!

Ahh to be young, spotty, refused entry to night clubs because of wearing jeans and trainers - apart from the weird world of The Galleon, then having to catch the Blackpool Transport Staff Bus at 1am ‘cause you had missed the last 14 and 92 bus home!

Happy Days, but heaven knows I’m happier now being all retired and in the skin I’m in and not having to “try” so hard all the time.
So much of that like my youth Bottle.

I'd add my childhood on Coop Street, Mum running a boarding house and Dad job to job including managing the Merrie England Showbar. Being allowed in there to try to the drums on stage. Banging the machines in the amusements for spare cash and getting caught. Bagging at the Coliseum Bus Station. Hearing the roar from Bloomfield Road at night and wondering what it must be like to be there.
 
Mine is the x243. The sound is pin sharp without any distortion.

By far the best Deaf Aid, ever!
 
Probably mid 80' to early 90's
Had my annus horriblas likecthe queen in 92 but kids arrived mid 90's and life perked up again
 
1960's unparalleled in my view. Music, fashion, jobs, money, freedom, pubs and clubs aplenty...and all the excitement that went with it.
 
If I could cheat I’d say 80’s and a half til the 90’s and a half.
I moved to Germany in ‘85, aged 18, the alternative music scene was mental over there, seeing at least 2 or 3 good gigs a week. Young and wild, work was a laugh, and back in England by ‘93 and seeing both my kids born by ‘95.
Definitely the 10 years I look back on most happily.
 
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