Fifer's Lane University Residences Winter and Spring Terms 1985 - 1986 terms. A series of former RAF housing blocks converted for the needs of callow 18, 19 and 20 year olds away from home for an extended stretch for the first time. All projecting an image that's hardly true to what's inside. . Would be lovers, writers, academics. husbands and wives, parents. Feet truly set on the road.
I was in N Block. Far end of the residences across the football fields Through the main doors, Guys downstairs. Girls upstairs,. Down the corridor past the communal kitchen. Turn left . Four doors. Facing each other. There we lived behind keys to a door. Small, comfortable bedrooms with walls for posters, Plants. A sink. A wardrobe. A bed. None of us had televisions. None of us ever spoke about football.
Ben , Rod, James and Btuce . Like The Beatles. Like the Bolsheviks. Like capital fodder. Like James Austen male characters. Mr Drake. Mt Waterman. Mr Hipwell. Mr Bax. Eligible. Without top hats or horses. Or country houses But with promise. And good hair. And plenty of books, cassettes and records. And plenty of lip and invective/
And clothes. Collarless shirts.. Levis 601s, DMs, M&S black polo necks. Soul aspirations. Aspirations to soul. Marvin Gaye. Al Green. Aretha. Nina. Next to the Foucault Busts of Lenin. And Foucault. Barthes. Marx. And tunes like this. We can dance if we want to !
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