And isn't this the truth!

I was born slightly too late to enjoy the 60’s ( born in 1963 ) so my era was more 70s/ 80’s - but how I wish I’d been a teenager in the 60’s.

Great post ferry23

Me too, born in '63.

I was born in '46 so just in my prime in the 60's!

3 of us bunked off school to go to Heathrow when The Beatles returned from the US. I've no idea how we managed to do it without terrible consequences as it was a very traditional and quite strict grammar school. Skirts hitched up, ties and hats stuffed into bags, stockings under white socks and the white socks went in the bag as well. Pan stick on lips, Rimmel eyeliner and "17" shiny white eyeshadow that came in a tube.

For years, I had palpitations when they showed the clips of it on TV, I always thought that I would suddenly appear on the screen and my Mum and Dad would be watching. . I still get that feeling now when you see all those teenage girls screaming at the airport. Guilty conscience

(And we didn't even live particularly near to Heathrow).

haha MissAdventure the 70’s - the decade style forgot! ( so they say ) although they seem to forget the punk explosion and all the great bands that came out of that.
The Clash, The Stranglers etc. Although I’m probably more 80’s as I turned 18 in 1981. Love The Smiths, The Cure, XTC etc.
Great days

Grandmothers

Great story ferry23

Another bunker off school here to see the Beatles ferry. I don't feel guilty. I was in heaven.

I, too, skipped school.
I went to see the film Easy Rider with friends from school. We'd been planing it for some time.

I loved the film but felt so guilty about missing school so when I got home I told my mum what I'd done!

Kandinsky

haha MissAdventure the 70’s - the decade style forgot! ( so they say ) although they seem to forget the punk explosion and all the great bands that came out of that.
The Clash, The Stranglers etc. Although I’m probably more 80’s as I turned 18 in 1981. Love The Smiths, The Cure, XTC etc.
Great days

Me too!
Some of my favourites you've mentioned there.
The Smiths,the Cure, The Stranglers, The Banshees, The Damned,TheSex Pistols (of course!)

Kate1949

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That's beautiful.

blue14

I, too, skipped school.
I went to see the film Easy Rider with friends from school. We'd been planing it for some time.

I loved the film but felt so guilty about missing school so when I got home I told my mum what I'd done!

blue14

I, too, skipped school.
I went to see the film Easy Rider with friends from school. We'd been planing it for some time.

I loved the film but felt so guilty about missing school so when I got home I told my mum what I'd done!

Were you wearing your school uniform?
From memory I thought Easy Rider had an X rating.

I was born in 1943 and was a 60's rock child. Those were definitely the days.

I was at a boarding school so could not bunk off anywhere as we were locked in

Kandinsky

I was born slightly too late to enjoy the 60’s ( born in 1963 ) so my era was more 70s/ 80’s - but how I wish I’d been a teenager in the 60’s.

Great post ferry23

You don't need to envy the teenagers of the 1960s who were like me.

Very conventional parents (their parents had remained Edwardian or Victorian in outlook) small town Scotland. Private all girls' school, so teachers and friends' parents all with similar outlook to my parents'.

Do you get the picture?

I never had a mini-skirt, or a pair of jeans, until I left home for college!

Absolutely no hope of skiving off school!

Make-up? A very little pale pink lipstick and face powder - no mascara, eye-liner or eye-shadow. Nail varnish frowned upon. And make-up was only for parties, to which I was taken to and fetched from by one of my parents, or a parent of a girl-friend.

No hope of going shopping alone in Glasgow on the forenoon of a day where there would be a Rangers-Celtic
match in the evening.

Boyfriend? Forget it, until you are sixteen, and then only allowed to sit chatting in the sitting-room with the door to dining-room open and mother within earshot.

And I was not the only girl being brought up that way.

Oh, yes… born in ‘47.

Fab, happy thread ferry23.

I was 15 in 1965, in love with fashion, makeup, various boys, dancing and music, discovering magical Motown and Soul, the soundtrack of my life.

We were great "doers" I think - the biggest frustration of aging ill health is I'm no longer able to "do" as much as I'd like.

Long may us 60s chicks (& honorary 70s & 80s on GN) Rock On!

Great photo Kate49

ferry23

I generally ignore silly "meaningful" posts on Fb - but this just popped up again, and for some reason it really resonated with me today. Perhaps I'm feeling particularly old today!

A Message from the Grandmothers Who Rocked the World
Did you ever stop to think that the grandmothers of today were once rebels, rule-breakers, and icons of a generation that changed the world? To the twenty-somethings of today, let us paint you a picture of who we were—and still are at heart.
We were the ones who wore mini skirts so short they turned heads, tight pants that left little to the imagination, and high boots that made every step feel like a statement. Bras? Who needed them when freedom was the fashion?
Our soundtrack was legendary: Led Zeppelin, The Who, The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, Jimi Hendrix, and Janis Joplin. These weren’t just artists; they were the heartbeat of our revolution. We didn’t just listen to their music; we lived it—singing, dancing, and feeling every note like it was part of our soul.
We rode in Mini Coopers and sped off on motorcycles that screamed independence. We smoked, we drank gin tonics, and we didn’t apologize for any of it. Muddy music festivals? We didn’t just go; we danced, we laughed, and we lived those moments to the fullest.
Our days were long, not because of endless scrolling on smartphones or binge-watching TV, but because we didn’t have those things—and we didn’t care. We were out there, in the world, creating memories, stories, and adventures that would last a lifetime.
So, no, you’ll never be like your grandmother. And that’s okay. But remember, someone had to tell you: the grandmothers of today were once the wild hearts who paved the way for the world you know.
Rock on, young ones. We already did. 🎸✨

"the grandmothers of today were once the wild hearts who paved the way for the world you know".

I am afraid our young ones won't be in the position to have the fun we had, and guess they might resent what we didn't do to pave the way for them.

I was born in 1953. I bunked off A-level English to watch Easy rider. A bunch of us smoked a few joints beforehand as we thought we’d enjoy the film more.

I begged my parents for weeks to be allowed to go the Isle of Wight Festival in 1970. Hendrix, The Doors, Emerson, Lake and Palmer… Me and my friend Angela were booked into a B&B, but did we stay in it? Of course not.

I told my parents I had an exam approaching so that they had to move the family holiday departure by a couple of days. There was no exam....it was David Bowie's Ziggy Stardust farewell tour. Still don't regret it!

Kate1949

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That’s me on the far right, Kate 😳. Born in ‘47.
Just listening to Marianne Faithful on Radio Caroline Flashback. Such fond memories of the ‘60s. 🎶🎶🎶

Photo’s disappeared! 🤷🏻‍♀️