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andrewbell209's avatar

Really interesting and insightful - thank you. Reminds me of the film, Good Bye Lenin!, which I loved.

My teens and twenties coincided with the 1990s in Scotland. There seems to be a curious nostalgia for that period in Britain. I think that’s because we had a growing economy and there was a sense of optimism: witness the collapse of the Soviet Union, for example.

But, even at the time, in the 1990s I recall a nostalgia for the 1960s: even the Blur v Oasis rivalry seemed to echo, in a self-conscious way, the Beatles v Rolling Stones.

I have a family connection to China where there is, for some but not many people, a certain nostalgia for the Maoist era. Even though in material terms China is infinitely better off now compared to 50 years ago. I can only imagine that’s because China’s economic growth has brought with it uncertainty and inequalities.

Lucile Desligneres's avatar

I think, unless we have had a terrible upbringing, we do, from time to time, feel nostalgic. There is this magic age of childhood and teenage years. And yes I think, growing up in the seventies in France we were quite free. Were we really going to church on Sunday morning or smoking cigarettes behind it? Nobody really checked as long as we were back for lunch and diner time. I have also fond memories of West Germany in the eighties when I was a teenager. Lots of flirting with young German boys and girls. Being a teenager in Paris was more tricky as I was pestered all the time on the streets. One of the reasons why I moved to England I think.

When you're a teenager everything's tough and wonderful at the same time. My father was 15 when the German army invaded France and he used to tell me he had a great time, also because he wasn't sure if he would be alive long enough.

This is when he discovered Beethoven's music for example.

Must read your new book BTW!

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