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good article there Shoomie
bits that particularly made me chuckle / smile
massaging each other with ice cubes. The air was thick with eucalyptus and protestations of undying love, 
I blithely hopped into the back of a Ford Fiesta. lol, people were always just jumping into randoms cars/ randoms jumping into yours , at the drop of a hat
bubble jackets and fishermen's hats Naf Naf
fantasising about Italian house. The smell of Vicks and the sound of horns. The summer of 1990.' awww
motorway service stations 
The McDonald's drive-through on Winwick Road road banned the club crowd after we spent a month of Sundays gurning at lorry drivers over one deeeeelicious milkshake lol, LFE services barred everyone eventually too
'kiting' lol.. now theres a phrase I've not heard bandied around for a good while, and reminds me of a certain shady individual back home..
the 'heads', the dole-fed thrill seekers who partied long into Monday and beyond lol... Thursdays was Magistrates court day/ D-Day so this brought back lots of memories of the 'get outta court, pick up the giro then get trashed' crew
Thursdays were always beserk as fook down t'pub
Went into Manchester to get those new Fila boots which all the girls are wearing lmao...oh how I used to love mine, and remember going on a huge hunt for them
I like that article, wouldnt mind having a read of her book.. anyone ever read it?