Nostalgia isn't what it used to be

I'm not sure which are larger - the hair styles or the shoulder pads. It's what I get for flipping randomly through tv channels instead of trying to do something constructive. I stumbled upon one of the sub-mtv music channels that lurk about in the nether-regions of the freeview schedule and discovered a program listing the top 50 songs of the 80's (as chosen by... well, nobody you really care about to be honest). It's down to number 17 Rick Astley's Never gonna give you up.

I'm sure I ought to be embarrassed by this trawl though the musical heritage of my youth, but I'm rather enjoying it (16. Madonna, Like a prayer). It's strange, when I was young I remember looking back at the style and culture of the 60's and thinking it horribly dated (and often just horrible), and I'm sure that many kids these days look back at the eighties (and likely the nineties as well) and experience a similar reaction. Nowadays the 80's appear equally dated to me, but I can't help but view them a strong sense of affection. (15. Pet Shop Boys, West End Girls. 14. Culture Club, Karma Chameleon. The camp is overpowering!).

Well that's the rest of my evening set. I'm going to wallow in 80's nostalgia and attempt a few more of the Times' fiendish level sudokus. It makes a welcome distraction from my family at least. Families. Sigh. Remind me why we have them again?