31 Signs You Grew Up In Bristol In The '90s
Life were gert lush back then.
You remember when this place was full of record stores.
Where you could get the latest gig tickets.
Although you sometimes had to schlep to Cardiff or Birmingham for the really big bands.
You spent your beer money at The Hatchet, but never did find out if the door was made of human skin.
You drank your fair share of scrumpy.
Which doesn’t mean you were into The Wurzels.
Your clubbing career began at the nappy nights at Odyssey.
Then there was DJ George for indie hits.
The Bierkeller was £1 to get in, with a free bottle of beer.
Occasionally you'd end up in a rugger bugger venue.
Thekla and Blue Mountain were alright though.
Nights ended with potato wedges and a fight for taxis in the centre.
If anyone asks now, you were well into the trip hop / d’n’b scene, and basically best mates with Roni Size.
But really, the closest you got to Portishead was a dip in the lido.
You’ve told more than a few people where Banksy started out.
You remember when none of this existed.
And when there were no fountains in the centre.
You probably sat reading in the Boston Tea Party, where they banned smoking from midday to 2pm.
You went to Virgin Megastore to hear Be Here Now for the first time.
They did signings too.
You remember when Heart was called GWR and offered “no rap, less chat”.
You’d head to College Green on New Year's Eve to snog strangers.
You thought The Galleries was the future of shopping.
And Cribbs Causeway was the height of glamour.
Your support for City or Rovers depended on your postcode.
You paid 2p to walk across the Clifton Suspension Bridge.
A family day out consisted of a trip to the Bristol Industrial Museum followed by a bacon sandwich and a cup of tea at Brunels Buttery.
Their bread was proper doorstep.
Your home town was a hotbed of celebrity.
And a pretty eccentic and unique kind of place.
And you wouldn't change it for the world.
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