Big hair, big shoulders, big earrings, bleached jeans.
From mullets to Live Aid…there was nothing subtle about the Eighties.
We moonwalked with Michael Jackson, holidayed with Madonna. We tugged on our legwarmers and got physical, then shed a tear as Charles married Di and the Berlin Wall tumbled. There was MTV and, come to think, who really did shoot JR?
So there were Rubik’s Cubes to solve and new fangled mobile phones the size of bricks to figure out. But at least we had Crocodile Dundee, Super Mario and Indiana Jones to help.