Looking back at all the old photos on display reminded me how simple life was back then, and just how different my own school experience is from that of my children. It's inspired me to compile a little list of things that *actually* happened at my primary school in the 1980's - that would never be allowed today, or if they were, I suspect would be severely frowned upon....
Apparently 60% of men would consider being a stay at home dad. I find that men who were raised by strong career women have more respect for equality than those who weren't. I have friends who have shared six months each of maternity/paternity leave and friends who will argue that it should be a mother's responsibility. In a progressive society, nothing beats equality.
What were we dancing to back then? Talking Heads' Life During Wartime and Kraftwerk's Computer Love. It sums up a lot. What was I trying to do? To be a composer, musician, artist. To make records like a band or producer would, in the studio but also to be a composer like Stravinsky and Philip Glass - whatever that meant.
Due to the very open and unfiltered scenes of I'm so Excited, it might not get the box-office success of Volver or Broken Embraces. But I consider this film as a masterpiece. A film of many layers. A book of life. An act of solidarity. Highly recommended. Go, watch it and pick up some tips on how to enjoy life.
Obviously, I don't mean Margaret Thatcher was a man in women's clothing. That's not really what drag is about: it's about drawing attention to the public performance of gender. Like many drag acts, her performance slid between the glamorous, the parodic and the grotesque, but there's no question that it was sensationally successful.
The Twittersphere went wild with a torrent of hateful celebrations and equally hateful rebukes. Everyone seems to want to voice a very vocal opinion on how they feel about the death of the Iron Lady. What I find most interesting, and amazing, is that most of these public declarations come from my generation.
Wow. This 43 year old man was transported back to 1982 when I was just turning 13, had my collection of Star Wars figures and finding first love. Filmmaker Andy Dodd has captured that moment beautifully in It's a Love Thing.
If you spend any amount of time on public transport, particularly in our anti-social, paranoid, abrasive capital city, you'll notice that the vast majority of people neither talk nor look at each other and instead opt to waste away their existences in the soul-destroying cesspool of social media, angry birds, BBC iPlayer and other such pointlessly depressing activities found on smart phones.