February 1985

Theres this new song out called 19 by Paul Hardcastle, its about the Vietnam war and has this brill voice saying “N-n-n-n-Nineteen” Me and Jamie are mad about it and both bought it, though Jamie bought the twelve Inch and I only bought the seven inch version. Jamie and I went to the army surplus in the city and he bought an American G.I helmet, which is also brill. We were at Dad’s this weekend, with the records and the helmet, we couldn’t stop playing the song over and over. 

Dad decided to put on Jamie’s helmet and started walking after us saying “N-n-n-n-Nineteen” Jamie and me were pissing ourselves laughing. Dad started following us down the alley between his house and the neighbours, still wearing the helmet and still saying Nineteen, then he realised that he’s smashed his wrist watch whilst chasing us, It had sentimental value to him and he got quite upset but he was still wearing Jamie’s helmet and Jamie and I nearly died laughing, even though we felt bad for him.