A long long time ago...

....a small boy used to sing along with his big sisters to a hit record. The meaning of the words was a mystery but it didnt matter, it was a catchy song and the singer sang it with feeling. A few years later at a comprehensive school in Cleethorpes, the, by now, not quite so small boy had lessons with a trendy young English and Drama teacher. You know the type. One who sat on the corner of his desk and, thankfully, took his vocation seriously. One day Trendy Young English and Drama Teacher explained the references in the song to the class. For a while it was a revelation, and the class sang along with a little extra feeling. The trouble is, formerly small boys ('FSB') do not remember most of the references now. But over the years whenever it cropped up in the repetoire of singers with guitars in boozie bars like O'Neills in Kingson, or the Walkabout in Covent Garden (which is to say, all the time, just before 'Living Next Door to Alice') FSB would sing along with gusto, transported back to cosier days. Not all of the big sisters are around any more to join in, which make FSBs sad when they think about it. However, Tradgardmastare's latest post was all the excuse a FSB needs. Take it away Don...

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