Having my breakfast:
1977, what a year. It's packed with all sorts of memories involving phone boxes, hanging around on street corners waiting for my friend's latest crush to come by on his evening paper round, Jim Callaghan driving his tiny car away from St. Paul's, my Uncle Tony being thanked for giving someone a good thumping (their coat had been set alight by the sparks from the Jubilee Bonfire in Windsor Park), getting frowned at by the Queen and Phil and Brucie trying to cover his face in case he was recognised. Unfortunately Anthea didn't follow suit, so that was a fail for him.
Arriving at work:
Supertramp - Dreamer
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This reminds me of my German penfriend, Beate. She was accompanied on her first visit by two albums, "Breakfast in America" and Genesis' "And Then There Were Three". She returned with a hankering for David Gates compositions, but a search to find a copy of "The Sound of Bread" in Neuss proved fruitless. Apparently somewhere down the years she managed to get a copy.
Making my tea:
As far as I remember when I was at College, everyone I knew hated this. Personally, I loved it!
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I thought it was fantastic. It was certainly a bit of a golden period for music. Late '86 if I remember correctly. New Wave had really ceased in 83 but there was a bit of an echo in 86. Aha, early Pet Shop Boys too. A tiny pre Stock, Aitken and Waterman bubble.
ReplyDeleteLol, I can stand it...
ReplyDeleteHi Susan, hope you are fine and it is stunning to hearing of you all :-)
Yep, great time for music. Funny thing is, my kids love it as well besides all their nowadays stuff.
Nobody else on office, so I can spend my morning listening to this...
Have a great day!
Just think, there was a song your Mum was so "fond" of when I first was in G.: "Don´t squeeze me like a toothpaste", remember that?
ReplyDeletePitily this catchy bit of text is all I can
recall.... :-)
Oh, that was on the B side of "Good Morning Judge" (I think). There's a version on iTunes. The only bit I remember off the top of my head is "Don't squeeze me like toothpaste, like putty in your hands. I'm gonna blow away, I'm gonna go away" or something. I think Mum was amused by the ridiculous lyrics... :-) Paula
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