Welcome to 1996

Welcome to 1996

A time when you can guarantee you will love the next song on the radio, a pint of lager costs £1.52 at the student union and the men all sport a shaggy haircut a la Liam.

This is the story of my adventures during Britpop times in Cardiff city.  Currently stuck in a miserable relationship, that causes nothing but confusion, I long for a happier existence. My search for nirvana seems futile until new introductions and circumstances rebuild a confidence that has been shattered almost beyond repair. Please join me on my retrospective journey of false hopes, foolish behaviour and, yet, fun times.

Let’s party like it’s not even 1999 yet……

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