The thing about growing up in the 70s
(Seen through the obligatory rose-tinted spectacles of course)
Was the amazing amount of high profile, iconic, creative types who were influencing culture – both high- and low- brow.
Building on the political, social and cultural upheavals of the 60s, the 70s (if you could ignore the occasional ill-advised hair or clothing choice) embedded that peculiarly British love of the weird, the avant garde, the misfit.
It embraced the iconoclastic, the creative and the revolutionary.
So what icon of the 70s have I found to have made the most lasting impact on my life?
Was it Marc Bolan?
No, definitely too glam
Was it the Sex Pistols?
Umm, bit too spiky and aggressive. Not enough languishing or wafting in a wraithe-like manner. I definitely preferred the Goth movement that came in the 80s.
So what was my icon of the 70s?
Tom and Barbara Good, from BBCs The Good Life.
I harbour dreams of smallholdings.
Of meals entirely made up of things Ive grown
Of children skipping happily down the lane in clothes I’ve made.
When I asked oldest child why he didnt want me to knit him a, really rather trendy, beanie hat he said
“Because you’re a bit rubbish at knitting mum. Thelast hat you did made me look like Yoda”
My yield of strawberries this year?
Six, admittedly flourishing in a bushy, leafy kind of way, tomato plants and my crop to date is?
One measly tomato.
And it’s a cherry tomato, so about the size of a 5p piece
Less Tom and Barbara Good.
More Margot Leadbetter.
But all is not lost.
I can work a kaftan and a g&t.