You’re going down, you’re falling at last
This is the end so forget the past
See what the master says you’re seeing him now
Get down and stay down – your friends will show you how
Get down stay down
Category: 1984
Train Of Thought – 6th June 1984
Trained to think
But only for their need
Think for yourself
And they’ll make you bleed
Train of thought
Train of thought
Trained and taught
Trained and taught
No Choice – 5th June 1984
What you gonna do when you leave school?
There is no choice for you
No interest – just another boring job
When you get out – what you gonna do?
*The Week That Was – 4th June 1984
Record of the week: Black Flag – My War (again)
4th June 1984
Got up. Did this and that. Took dog. Burd came round. We did some practising til someone rang up and told us to stop. Did tape for Zoe and Sharon. Went down track later on with Jasp and Muz. Did a couple of fires and things. Got sofa from Houldey’s and put it in garage. Jez hates my painting. Haha.
5th June 1984
Got up at 7. Went to school. English in the morning. Went down town with Chesh. Came back. English all afternoon. I smell fuckin’ bad. Got home. Had a bath. Went down track. Everyone was down there. Muz, Martin and Scott chickened off down Hinton M. I went there later. Went to Frost’s and watched Young Ones. Met James and Greg. Had a laugh – remembering things. Watched Young Ones again on their video. Got back at 12.
6th June 1984
Got up at 10. Went to Wimborne to get stuff for Jasp. Met Jim. Had a chat. Came back. Gave Jasp – weedkiller. Came back then went back down. Did bloody everything. Made a fire jump which I went over. Came back again. Zoe rang. Had a decent chat. Cleaned (?) out. Went back down. Tried to start a fire. Martin got in a shit, literally. Had a laugh down at the school. Shit up Beki, Dandy and Becky. I hate Beki Houldey.
7th June 1984
Can’t remember much but I must’ve gone down to the track cos I didn’t do anything else. I was out this evening cos I missed Porridge. Jasper got done for making fireworks. Rode around the school on my moped. Had a laugh generally anyway. Me and Muz talked til about 10.30 and I came back.
8th June 1984
Went to Wimborne. Met Fog. We went to the Job Centre. I came back. Went down the track. Rung Jez up. He was going to Wimborne Disco. I went over to his place. Ben’s mum took us to Wimborne. Bought some booze. Saw Rupert the fucking cunt. Saw Jim. Jez went into the disco – the wally. Me and Ben stayed outside and drank people’s drinks. Ben got totally pissed and I was pissed. Rupert’s mum brought us back. Other things happened too daft to mention.
9th June 1984
Rupert’s mum brought Jez over to my place at 12. We didn’t get to sleep til 4. Woke up at 11. Did more on tape. Gave out leaflets on way to Houldey’s. Dandy was wearing a minidress – cor. Pissed off for a while. Mum took Jez home. I went on me bike. Me and Jez went to Ben’s. He seemed alright. He reckons Hatchard broke his nose. So we’ll have him. Had a chat with Ben’s mum. Came back blah blah blah.
10th June 1984
Got up. Went to Wimborne. Folk Festival was on. Mum was there. Didn’t see many mates so came back. Did fuck all. Went to track. Football was on. England beat Brazil 2-0. Fuckin’ surprise or what? Watched Spitting Image which was good. Watched rest of Sybil while doing crosswords.
Handbag Murder – 2nd June 1984
There’s a new terror sweeping the streets
Grannies with handbags looking for beats
And people wonder what brought this on
Whatever they think they’re always wrong
Handbag murderers are waging their war
On all the muggers who were before
Now is a lesson to be learnt
Don’t mess with granny if you don’t wanna get burnt
Morals? – Morals, the papers say
These vigilantes shouldn’t be put away
But a life’s a life – as seen by your master
Morals – morals?
9th June 2023 – Is violence ever acceptable? 100% inspired by Monty Python’s Hell’s Grannies.
Danger Ranger – 1st June 1984
Forget Superman and Spiderman too
When in trouble he’ll always help you – who?
Danger Ranger
Comic book heroes are really a bore
No one reads them anymore – they read
Danger Ranger
Danger Ranger ain’t no stranger
To the high life
Danger Ranger ain’t no stranger
To fucking your wife
Danger Ranger ain’t no stranger
To alcohol and drugs
Danger Ranger ain’t no stranger
To beating up thugs
Danger Ranger is full of shit
He helps to give you a false impression
Then he fucks with your life
To make sure you learn your lesson
Danger Ranger
Problems – 29th May 1984
You’re creating your problems
It’s no one’s fault but your own
I try to help you out
But all you do is moan
Sometimes I wonder why I bother
I really do
It’s no good to keep on coming up to me
To keep helping you
All your problems – solve them
*Self Abuse, Confessions of Sin, Takano – Continental Cinema, Winton – 27th May 1984
*The Week That Was – 28th May 1984
Record of the week: Black Flag – My War
28th May 1984
Got to sleep at 4am. Woke up at 11. Watched telly. I got a bad back. Took Ben home. I was in bed most of the day. My back was killing me. Got better so went to Houldey’s. They were watching some pop shit. Beki and Dandy kept fucking going ‘Cor, he’s beautiful’ and all that shit. Came back. Watched Scully, Private Benjamin and Hill Street Blues.
29th May 1984
Woke up. Went to Wimborne. Absolutely no one there. Went to Houldey’s. Came back. Started more on the Beast. Went back to Houldey’s to get a rubber. Dandy wasn’t wearing much and I was trying not to stare. Came back. Did a bit of painting. The night has little in store. Got on with more painting – top Beast is nearly complete. Can’t remember anything else. Went to sleep.
30th May 1984
Got up 11. Decided to go to Wimborne in the hope of seeing Kathryn. Saw Liz, Wayne, Dodds. Wimborne is a shithole. So came back. Did more painting. Watched European Cup Final Liverpool vs AS Roma 1-1. Liverpool won on penalties. Andy rang, said Anti-Sect was off as the place got smashed up so they aren’t having gigs there. Watched Force 10 From Navarone. Sleep.
31st May 1984
Got up 12. Went down the track but came back. Did painting. Stewart rang and gave me a number to ring about a job. I rang – bloke wasn’t there – said he’d ring back – waited. Decided to go out. Went down track. Then up to Houldey’s. Beat Jamie at pool. Found out Kathryn’s number is the one I’ve got. Came back. Did more on painting. It’s now 1.30ish. Night night.
1st June 1984
Couldn’t sleep – was doing Rubik’s Cube at 3 in the morning. Got to sleep at 4. Woke up at 10.30 – feel knackered. Did more painting for a while. Went down track. It’s in a bit of a state after the rain. Went to Houldey’s – didn’t stay long. Running out of petrol. Came back. Rang about job again – he wasn’t there. Rang Kathyrn – she said Jamie was lying about her wanting to go out with me. Pissed off – so went out on common. Watched film.
2nd June 1984
Mum woke me up at 8.50. Went to get bus but the fucker didn’t come. Came back and did more painting. Got bus in the afternoon – met Sam Church – had a game of telephone numbers with her. Finally managed to get Black Flag LP at last. Fuck all to do in Poole. Plenty of nice girls though – but there’s no chance. Came back. (?) kids were following Sam on a moped. Dandy got on bus – cor. Came back. Black Flag LP is not as good as expected. Watched telly all night. Found some books to read.
3rd June 1984
Woke up 12. Finally finished painting. Thinking of a background to do for it. Took dog. Pissed around for a while. Went to Houldey’s. Went down track. Went up dump with Jasp and Muz. Me and Jasp started a fire – Muz bricked it home. We went back. I came back. Watched Spitting Image and (?). Pretty good. It’s 12 now so it’s tomorrow.
Work – 26th May 1984
Kiss the workhouse
Kiss it goodbye
Out at last
Free from the lie
Job satisfaction
Wages
Social Industry
Boredom
Conditioning
How many people out there are listening?
Moan on the dole
Clone control
Work work work work work work work work – know what I mean?
7th June 2023 – From age 13 until finishing school we were asked what jobs we wanted to do when we left school. How was a dumb boy like me supposed to know? Well, that’s why we had career advice lessons and a beginner’s introduction to the soon-to-be popular ‘buzzwords’. I still quite like this poem.
