1995, are you a Wonderwaller or a Park Lifer? Everything is Britpop and it’s all about being on the side of Oasis boofheads or Blur hipsters. Or you could maybe avoid that argument and lunge around with your dark eyeliner on talking about how much of an angry rat in a cage you are. When you’re 12-going-on-13, it was all so important.

The quiet world of 1995

‘95 saw the launch of Windows 95, an OS that I bet is still out there being used in many a government office.

The mid 90s was also when there were lots of raves and everyone was on upper party drugs (everyone except loner 12/13 year olds who never left their bedroom). At least, that’s what the news was telling us and told us over and over again when Anna Wood, a 15 year old school girl went to one rave party, took her one and only ecstasy tablet and died. Of course it was very sad. But her case was used for years after to try to scare the crap out of any teenager that might have thought of taking a panadol. Don’t educate people about drugs, just scare them.

Despite all my rage I was still just a park-lifing, wonderwalling teen

I was in the Girl Guides for most of my childhood and teen years and in 1995 I got to go to an international Guide camp for a few days, here in Tasmania. Not exciting for the travel that I didn’t get to do, but I got meet people from all over the world and pretend I was vaguely cool to a bunch of strangers.

It must have also been this year that I got my first period. I was about 12 then, though to be honest, I don’t remember too much about it, other than a few cramps leading up to it and then having to tell mum I’d got it. And then spending years and years coming to terms with my ever changing body and how I didn’t like what it was doing to me. Can’t say I’ve ever really forgiven it completely.