You must be roughly the same age as me, maybe a bit younger.
I loved the 80's as a kid in New Zealand there wasnt much you couldnt do, Dad would chuck the boat in the water on the weekends and we would head over to places like Mototapu island for a swim and a bbq, Dad had one of those old round charcoal burning ones. We used to have a batch we shared with another family on Waiheke island and we used to go out on the water at night and pull in some nice snapper. I remember as a little boy sitting out the back yard one night and I herd a rustle in the bush, and next thing you know a Kiwi with two small Kiwi's came out on to the little path and went back in to the bush across the grass. I told everyone when I went back inside, but I dont think anyone beleived me. I guess that ones between me and God.
Dad used to listen to all the old western singers, mum was more in to ol' Dolly and Kenny Rodgers, man all I can remember of one year is hot sunday drives crammed in to the back seat with 3 other brothers getting car sick and having to listen to Islands in the bloody stream over and over. I could sing that song word for word even now.
I remember stopping of at the dairy for an ice block and we would all get a cardboard Darth vader mask. Everytime Dad drove over a patch of loose gravel it would kick up on to the car, he would say "Hey you kids, stop throwing stones at the car!" one of those lame dad jokes I carried on with my own son.
I remember the summers lasted forever and we had tons of adventures playing around the side of the house in Mt Albert, we used to play "cops and robbers" I had a "Chips" uniform from the TV show, so I was always the cop because my little brother was to fat to fit it. I think about those days often, I think about mums old washing ringer out in the back yard, cranking the handle and pulling the cloths through the rollers. Dad would get the saw horses out and chuck an old door on them for a table, mum would cook a slap up kai and we would all be sitting in the back yard in the cool of the evening all my brothers and sisters having a mean feed. afterwards we were allowed to run around the yard in the dark which was a pretty big deal for me and my brothers, we would play spot light and tiggy. My sisters were much older then us, they were busy getting ready to go out with their dumb gothy boy friends.
I miss those days.