Looks really interesting Taz. Thanks.
I remember going to a Canned Heat concert and buying my first ever pair of Loon pants and a black grandad style T shirt covered in little mirrors and embroidery. I also remember wearing HUGE wooden platform clogs - I think they were about 5" high in they had studs along where the leather joined the wood.
I had long straight hair,as did all my friends. Usually left to hang straight and parted down the middle but sometimes in hippy-style plaits with some flowers stuck in for good effect.
We didn't have a phone at home but the phone box at the end of our road was my own personal phone room.
Our school had a huge catchment area and I knew all the phone box numbers for miles around. There wasn't much for kids to do in rural areas except hang around the phone box. I'm laughing as I type this but it is absolutely true.
You just rang the number of the phonebox in a village, say 10 miles away and some kid would answer and go and fetch your friend for you or get them to call back to your phone box.