Live life (Vol.3, 1982)

I find out that Mum once ate 17 liquorice sticks in a day... IN ONE DAY! The mind boggles We start this episode with a long chat about what we’re reading (I’m reading Fear of Flying by Erica Jong and it’s soooo good!!) and classics vs contemporary lit, and the growth of genre in modern publishing. (It was so long we made it a side chat which we’ll upload next Thursday.) We touch on the Hollywood writers' strike being led by The Nanny, the move from traditional forms of TV to streaming, and the WHAM! Netflix doco We read about Mum staying home, listening to cassettes and watching Charlie’s Angels and amiably arguing with Paddy about music- he'd seen Pink Floyd, The Rolling Stones and The Moody Blues live.  Mum plays more netball, is constantly ‘escaping uni to to go Lygon St,’ hasn’t had chocolate for a whole month but has eaten 17 liquorice sticks in a day! Mum makes $15 babysitting and has lots of dreams including there being a ‘feud between young people and old people,’ (of course Mum sided with the old people because the young were ‘annoying’ her), and another dream where her cousin dies, which we interpret as maybe being the death of the child within?? We’re not professionals. We chat about the lust for adventure, how if Seth lived hundreds of years ago, he would’ve been to war by now. We discuss the bad bros stuff a bit more, I also find out what the Trading Post was (tell them they’re dreaming!) and we read about Mum seeing Raiders of the Lost Ark for the first time, as well as Grandad apologising for ‘blowing up’ at Mum over ‘quarto paper’ - and if anyone also has a dad who doesn’t apologise, you know how big this is! We end with a great sentiment from 18-year-old sad girl Mum, ‘at least I’M ALIVE’ and ‘live life’!!! As always, press play for part therapy, part entertainment, oversharing guaranteed... Follow us on Insta @mumsbaddiaries Follow Mum at @jenny_may_ackland Click to head to our website to read more about My Mum’s Bad DiariesWe'd love to read your comments or questions! Send us a text!