What a truly dreadful book. I wasn't expecting perfection. I wasn't even expecting it to be that well-written, rather, along the lines of Steve Berry's nostalgia book about sweets and snacks, which was crap, but the treasure trove of memory-inducing colour illustrations made that more than worthwhile.
What illustrations this had were black and white, and bore little relation to the words on the page. And the writing? It read not like the author had actually lived in the 80s, nor did it seem intended for anyone who did live in the 80s, but more like a cocky schoolboy had been told to research the decade for a school assignment, so he basically filched it all from Wikipedia. My knowledge of English grammar is shocking, so I don't know what you call that tense where you use "would" all the time (i.e., "In the 80s, all schoolchildren WOULD do this and do that, and my friends and I WOULD do this and that", etc...) but it is BLOODY ANNOYING when great swathes of a book are written this way.