Summer of 69

Aged 26, married for 6 years, had been teaching for five years and watched the moon landing with my class of 42 seven year olds. Moved house in June and changed schools in September, then in October found I was pregnant with first child after three years of trying. New house needed lots of work and we would have only one income, new Headteacher wasn't too pleased either.

Well I met DH so I suppose that was good It was a good time all round really, I had a job in design which meant I could wear what I liked, the music scene was great and I seemed to spend most of my free time at the theatre, (all stopped when I met DH!)

Passed my nursing finals had a baby girl. I was offered a Sister's post but couldn't accept as it was full time and I had my daughter to look after. I was upset, really wanted that silver buckle ! !

Aged 23, got married in March and honeymooned in Ibiza. Shortly after, we moved into our brand new house - had very little furniture but we had been given an old television with doors on which we watched the moon landing. Started my dream job in September.1969 was a very good year for us.

Nandalot, we were in the same area back then, I was in Heywood, but before that, Bamford.

Aged 20, I had a reasonably good job which allowed me to enjoy the music, fashions, hair styles and social life. We had lots more freedom than previous generations.

And, I met dh in December that year. A good year all round.

I was 15 and don't remember anything special happening to me!

I'm horrified to think that it's 48 years ago

I was 14 and can't remember much about it, except that I was a convent school run by some very strict nuns. I have probably blocked it all out.

Don't mention that bit, river - sshh!

I was 32 in the July and happily pregnant with my S who was born in Feb 1970. My D was 4 in July. We had been in our house a year and made lots of new friends with children of the same age. We had been married 11 years and were very happy as it seems were many of us. Would I go back?
In a heartbeat.

Nursing in the army in Germany. Different pop scene there.

I was 20 and in love with my then husband. I was slim, fit, pretty and I loved my life. I may have been a bit naughty but it was fun! That was nearly 50 years ago and the whole world has changed; I'm about to marry for the second time and have never been happier ?

Got married aged 17........huge traffic jam outside church meant that bridal car could not get out so hopped on a bus in full wedding dress and veil and went off to reception.........

Worked in London, went to Paris.....music festivals, parties, long white boots .....a happy time when anything seemed possible.

Hot summer. Living in Southsea. Hubby in RN. Expecting my son. Watching moon landing on TV. Happy Days.

Best year ever? YES. 19 years old. Living in basement flat in central London. Wonderful summer. Bells round my neck, bare feet and Afro hair. Amazing music. Sunshine. Scott Walker live at Top of the Pops studios. Met Jimmy Hendrix. All night parties. Tequila Sunrise. Feather boa, mini skirts and Carnaby Street. Many, many happy memories. My DDs love me telling the stories. Those were the days my friend. ?

Learning ferry operations, bridge building, mine detection and demolition with my fellow combat engineers in the sappers.

I was sixteen and still at school. While on a beach holiday with parents and siblings they went to the shop for an ice-cream whilst I waited on the beach. (Not cool to be seen with parents) Then this gorgeous, tanned,dark haired man came out of the surf with his surfboard, he was about 20yrs old
. He sat next to me on the seat and we chatted for a few minutes, he then lent over and gave me a lovely kiss. Wow. I have never forgotten it. Very romantic. Memories. Lots of fun, cheesecloth tops, beads, long hair on girls and boys, just wonderful carefree days. Peace Man!!

We were at our peak. Moved to a new house through DH promotion, I made new friends ,kids at new school. Life wasand more

I, too, was 7. Looking forward to a trip to Chester Zoo and madly in love with Davy Jones from the Monkees.

Newly married. Decided to go abroad together before starting a family. Chose to go to Rumania, had no idea of the political regime there at the time or would not have chosen it as a destination.(MY fault as thought I was being trendy choosing somewhere different). We were trapped in hotel lift several times whilst desperate staff tried to get us to give them our belongings, clothes, handbags, cigarettes, basically anything as they had nothing. We gave them what we could but it was upsetting to see what was happening. We couldn't eat the hotel food and there was nothing to buy to eat only cherries, so lost a stone in weight. On our arrival back in uk the best thing we saw was a fish and chip van. Best meal of my life. Never forgotten the desperate look on the faces of the poor people out there though.

I spent most of that year lying by a swimming pool in Kluang, Malaysia or on a beach in Mersing, Malaysia and a fair bit of travelling round the country. I was 18 and an army officer's daughter.

Left Teacher Training and looking for work in London to keep myself while studying for Violin diploma. Not the easiest summer I remember, but eventually worked out for the best.

Also living in a bedsit near Chelsea - in the thick of it. Also went to the Rolling Stones concert in Hyde Park. Such an exciting time and always aware it was all ahead of us. Anything could happen. And I could eat anything and remain sylph-like!

We had been married for a year, got our house but no furniture till we were given second hand table ,chairs and a sideboard , but we loved it and I polished the furniture every day, saved for our first holiday abroad in Majorca, I made my holiday dresses listening to Spirit in the Sky, Norman Greenbaum, Every time I hear it I am transported back to those happy days, We are in the same house,and it's 49years married year, Where did the time go,

Finished at college and qualified as a probation officer. Then got married in August - good year!