Tired of the high-wire days
Boredom is the latest craze
No one does anything but everything pays
I’m fed up is what everyone says
I’m fed up and down on my luck
But I’m fed up of you saying you’re fed up
Tag: poetry
*What’s Wrong? – 7th January 1985
What’s your problem?
You say it’s me
You’re the only problem
I can see
What’s wrong with you
And what can I do?
The Week That Was
Record of the week: Manitou 7″, Unsafe At Any Speed 7″, Wasted Youth – The Beginning of the End LP, Toxic Reasons LP, We Don’t Want Your Fucking War LP
7th January 1985
M: Counted Carsons(?) paint. Gorden Finney was taken in by the police for diddling the company. As was Captain Bill Kirk.
A: Did lots of things. Pretty bored, only got an hour’s sleep last night. Dealt with yellows. Booking in. Tying up advice notes etc
E: Martin came up. Went down Gaunts. Muz won’t come out. Went to H’s, no one answered so I fucked off.
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8th January 1985
M: Started snowing as I left. Fuckin’ bad in the eyes. Counted screws. Didn’t do a lot but was somehow occupied.
A: Piwi had dinner at work. Did the (?) shit. Good film last night called Southern Comfort. Roads home were fuckin’ terrible cos of the snow.
E: Had a fuckin’ great snowfight around the top of the hills.
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9th January 1985
M: Didn’t go to college. Went to Houldey’s. Beki and Jamie were home. Beki wasn’t awake. Went down track, it would’ve frozen over if they’d left it.
A: Came home. Took dog for a walk. The pond had frozen over. Jamie and Bennett’s brother had been fucking around on it
E: Went down Youth Club. Pissed around at darts. Got through pool competition.
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10th January 1985
M: Woke up at 6.30. Told mum I wasn’t going to work. Went back to bed. Tidied room a bit.
A: Woke up at 1.30. Mum went out. Sat around doing this and that – nothing in particular. Don’t feel too good.
E: Watched telly and cleared up the corner where I sit.
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11th January 1985
M: Decided not to go to work and to miss Ringo Chubb and Manitou tonight. Got up at 11.30.
A: Farted around. Tidied up another corner of my room. Chucked a few things out. Even hoovered up again.
E: Went down Youth Club. Free games of pool and didn’t pay to get in.
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12th January 1985
M: Got up 8.30. Went to town.Managed to get bus down to Poole. Bought loads of records. Got Nick Cave LP for only 3 quid.
A: Came back – listened to some records. Went out. Chucked till rolls about. Went to Crabby’s and played on his computer.
E: Pissed around down Muz’s. Lisa Burt and Sharon someone were about so we got on their nerves and they got on ours.
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13th January 1985
M: Crabby and Muz woke me up at 11. Pissed around chasing Sharon and Slim Burt.
A: Fucked around with bangers. Went into Murray’s. Played cards most of the time. Got loads of sweets.
E: Went down. Got the girls again. Went to Burty’s – had a game of cards.
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Lost – 6th January 1985
I thought I had something going
But then I went and lost it all
Once I was so strong
But now I feel so small
Sometimes I wish our paths had never crossed
Cos you won – I lost
Carpets – 5th January 1985
I’ve got a carpet
I put it on the floor
It doesn’t quite fit
So I put it up the wall
25th August 2023 – Another true story.
Football Commentators – 4th January 1985
Brian Moore, I really hate
John Motson, I really hate
Gerald Sindstadt, I really hate
They can’t commentate
David Icke, I really hate
Barry Davis, I really hate
Jimmy Hill, I really hate
They can’t commentate
Coming Like Flies To Shite – 3rd January 1985
There’s a new girl in town
You want to know her name
There’s a new girl around
You want to know her game
Like flies to shite
The boys come running
Like flies to shite
Coming, you’re coming
Piss Bugger Arseholes Piddle Bugger Damn – 2nd January 1985
Some thing goes wrong
Didn’t go to plan
Piss bugger arseholes
Piddle bugger damn
Oh well, you did the best you can
25th August 2023 – I think this phrase comes from Northern English comedian Mike Harding. My mum owned a live double LP of his which I would often listen to.
She Lost Her Virginity To A Worm – 1st January 1985
Laying nude in the garden
On the soft green grass
She didn’t feel the slime
Crawl up around her arse
She lost control
She started to squirm
She lost her virginity
To a worm
*Madness Of Insanity – 31st December 1984
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
I’m not insane
Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho
I’m not bad
Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee
It’s not me brain
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
I’m just mad
Ha ho hee ha
The Week That Was 1984 diary
Photo: original import sticker from Black Flag’s Damaged album on Unicorn

31st December 1984
See next diary
Live groups of 1984
Confessions of Sin
Cult Maniax
Subhumans
Self Abuse
Conflict
Live songs of 1984
Self Abuse – Loose
Confessions of Sin – Loose (esp. at Capones)
National Insurance No.
NP 30 09 66 A
Phone numbers
Julie Roberts
Paul Chambers
Andy Anderson
Justin Butler
Simon Bradbury
Dave Brown
Amanda Brown
Jane Seabright
Kathryn Smith
Zoe
Liz Jennison
The Week That Was 1985 diary
Allergies: DEATH
Records of the week: Ruts – Staring at the Rude Boys, Subhumans – Rats
Last song of the year: Cult Maniax – Morphine Mary
31st December 1984
Built a new reception area. Mr. Grainger’s being a cunt but I went at 4. Went to Houldey’s. Dandy and Beki weren’t there
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1st January 1985
Got up 12. Not much on TV. Not done anything in particular. Cat’s still scared to come in my room.
5
2nd January 1985
Cleaned out the Mezz floor. Fucking knackering day at work. Went to Youth Club. Stayed by myself most of the time. Getting better at darts.
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3rd January 1985
Cleaned out the Mezz floor. Ringo Chubb are playing on the 11th in Poole. Could’ve fallen asleep at work. Went to Houldey’s. Dandy didn’t seem to notice that I’ve changed for her.
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4th January 1985
Cleaned out the Mezz floor. Fucking knackered. Moved all shit from Mezz floor. No Youth Club. Went to Muz’s. He’s still being a shit.
5
5th January 1985
Went to town with Mum. Saw Burdett but didn’t say anything to the cunt. He’s still one of the lads. Track’s iced over slightly.
5
6th January 1985
Got up 12.30. Did this and that. Hoovered my room. Went out – no one about.
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The Now Children – 30th December 1984
Children now children now
Biff bang pow biff bang pow
The now children look older than you think
At ten they smoke, take drugs and drink
The now children have the hate of the past
How now will future generations last?
The now children remember their fights
Running in gangs on the street at nights
The now children, the now children
Who will kill them? Who will kill them?
