I wonder, in hindsight how the noughties will be remembered and defined. What will make it stand out as the decade that it was? Who will emerge as our new Beatles, the new Kennedy and what will be the overriding ethos of the generation – the New Year’s Revolution?
I wonder if it will become defined as the beginning of the end of civilisation as we know it. With the launch of the Western “war on terror” and a global economic meltdown, will we continue to fight wars we can’t win, stamping our ever decreasing little feet whilst the East takes on a far greater role – with China especially growing at a much faster rate than the more developed Western countries thus changing the global balance of economic power forever. Will some of the weaker European Union countries collapse owing to bad debt with their governments defaulting?
Or will diplomacy emerge as the saviour of the decade with Obama stepping in at the twilight of the decade to save the day?
Will the fashion definition of the decade be black leggings and denim?
For me it has been a fairly big decade I suppose – comparatively speaking. I started the decade with a husband, a four year old and a six year old and finished it on my own with a 9 year old, a fourteen year old and a seventeen year old. I retrained for a new career about halfway through, moved house three times and got divorced towards the end.
So “three children and a divorce” would have to be my definition. What’s yours?
I can remember the start of the Millenium with unbelievable clarity. I have been saying to friends endlessly of late “I can’t believe it’s been a decade since the Millenium New Year – everything is so clear in my mind it seems like yesterday – not only can I remember where we were and who was there, but I can recall what everybody was wearing – even what we talked about”. This has been bothering me hugely because it appeared to mean that time was just racing away from me and will continue to speed up the older I get. BUT I’ve just worked it out. I was pregnant!! No wonder I can remember everything – I wasn’t drinking. No blur.
I can’t for the life of me remember where I was or what was said for the next six New Year’s Eve’s – they just merge in to one big messy blur. Which is probably for the best.
January 2nd, 2010 at 9:43 pm
I also can’t believe that its 10 years since 2000 – I remember it being such a big thing and yet this New Year despite being the move into another decade was just us at home … rather like an ordinary Saturday night
January 3rd, 2010 at 11:01 am
Yes, but that might just have something to do with you being ill and having a new baby Lx
January 3rd, 2010 at 7:09 am
Milennium Eve is engraved on my mind forever. I was dressed in a purple leotard and a tabard made of glittery plastic flames which didn’t quite cover my modesty and I was playing a drum in the Millennium Dome for the Party. The queen wore orange and looked REALLY pissed off.
And in the following ten years I retired, got a pension and another grand-daughter and moved to Mallorca.
January 3rd, 2010 at 10:59 am
WOW a purple leotard!! I hope you get that out every NY’s party now and wear it with pride!! Lx
January 3rd, 2010 at 9:43 am
The noughties for me was about growing up – started out as a teen in England finishing up A-levels and ended up in my twenties, in a land I had hardly heard of before, doing a job I had never contemplated doing and having lots of fun
– Happy new year Lulu 
January 3rd, 2010 at 10:58 am
And to you Claire – you haven’t mentioned all that other education you’ve had since Lx
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