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30-Day Song Challenge: Birth Year!

For today’s challenge, Dear Reader, Cade and I will be exploring songs from the year we were born…

*/Lights up… That resonates for me, Clicky…*

*/Drags… that’s not from 1967…*

Legs and Poppy suggest songs from their birth years

*Ah, in that case, I do! …/stream smoke…*

…So let us take you back to 1967, Dear Reader. Enjoy! 😀

bttf myfly rock and roll


Day 18: Songs from the year you were born

Cade’s first song pick…

Hey…Roob…could you be a shade more…vague? Three songs each from 1967? Am I to deduce that we are supposed to be thinking of songs from the year we were hatched? Or…conceived. Cause like…your parents musta been getting freaky in 1966 cause you were born in May of 1967. Me? I’m straight up 1967, cause I was born in November of 1967. Irrespective of the specifics, it’s not like I was listening to the radio as soon as I was born. So…what in the FUCK does music from 1967 mean to me?

I wonder what was going on, 15 November 1967. Anything interesting? I was already aware that MJ Adams died on that day piloting an X-15 aircraft, but anything else interesting going on? Especially in no-fucking-where Oklahoma where some tubby 9 pound 11 ounce kid was born in the wee hours of the morning?

1 + 9 + 6 + 7 = 23

2 + 3 = 5


^Happy Together – Turtles^

Roob’s first song pick…

*Ah,  the anthem of ‘The Summer of Love’, Clicky… /blows smoke rings… Incidentally, I Haight ASH and would love to see them buried… /flicks ash…*

On the 25th May 1967, Procol Harum’s ‘Whiter Shade of Pale’ entered the UK charts for the first time. It didn’t get to No.1 until it dislodged the song that was topping the charts on the day of my birth…

*And what was No.1 on Cade’s birthday, Clicky?*

^Baby Now That I’ve Found You – The Foundations -1967^

Cade’s second song pick…

Turtles, eh? Kinda weird considering that I have two “power animals”…the donkey, and the turtle. That’s some fucked up power animals for someone to have, eh? Yeah, the scorpion is also a power animal of mine, but that goes without saying because I was born in November. Which, speaking of, did you know that Scorpio is a water sign?

Me neither

Just got an urge to look up songs from 1967 that dealt with “water”, and holy smokes…one caught my eye. Mainly because I wrote a song once where the lyrics were…

Another silly question…from the mouth of babes…you point me to…
One more empty portal…on a sinking ship…not much to do…
Pull my chain…and drag me…but don’t call my name.

Wrote another song where the lyrics were…

Left hand…right hand…whadda ya gonna do…
Got an empty soul…like a hole in my shoe.

Do you think maybe that “resonance” is a thing? Portal(s)? Water(s)? Syncing(s)? As far as I know, I’ve never heard this song in my life. Not until now anyway.

^HOLE IN MY SHOE (1967) by Traffic (incredible stereo mix)^

Roob’s second song pick…

Hey Cade… ‘Hole In My Shoe’ got to No.2 of the UK charts in 1967 and again in the eighties with Neil from the ‘Young Ones’…

*If I’d been born a boy, I’d have been called Neil… /sigh…1984. Again. I swear, I’m being stalked by that year, Clicky… /thinks… I wonder if it’s ‘cos I lost my virginity during the first couple of hours of 1984. I was drunk…*

^The Supremes – The Happening^

Cade’s third song pick…

OK…um…hrm. Just blasted through the top 30 songs of 1967, and a few of them tickled my fancy. The Monkees ‘I’m A Believer‘ charted in 1967, and it grabbed me because I almost used ‘Last Train To Clarksville‘ and ‘Hey Hey We’re The Monkees‘ in the previous post. ‘Soul Man‘ by Sam & Dave also grabbed me, but primarily because of The Blues Brothers. Aretha Franklin’s “Respect‘ appears to have charted in 1967, and she had an appearance in the Blues Brothers movie singing ‘Think‘. ‘Incense And Peppermints‘ by Strawberry Alarm Clock also rang some bells, and ‘Windy‘ by The Association was another song I was quite familiar with.

All that said, this one actually means a special something to me because I listened to it on vinyl a lot as a kid. Completely perplexing song for a young mind. I didn’t “get it”. Could not understand it. Why, in the hell, would someone …EVER… jump off a bridge?

^Bobbie Gentry, 1967: Ode to Billie Joe – Original Capitol 45 rpm Disc^

Roob’s third song pick…

*Agreed, Clicky. These Song Challenge posts are a bit missive-ish… /stubs butt…*

The final word from Cade…

After I finished writing last night, it occurred to me that it had gone past midnight, and was now January 4th. The significance? My daughter was born on this day in 2000. My daughter turns 20 in 2020. Weird.


Considering the subject matter, loads of memories came flooding back. Music and movies of the time, things that were going on in the world, things that were going on in my own life, they were some strange times. The new millennium, the arguments over when the new millennium actually started, the Internet was moving into the mainstream, the Y2K Bug didn’t kill us all 4 days ago, the “DOT COM” bubble, the mortgage refinance boom was flagging, not to mention that 9/11, Freedom Fries, The Patriot Act, Homeland Security, and a shitload of war was right around the corner…although we didn’t know it yet. Or did we?

Did some digging for songs that were released on 4 January of 2000, and stumbled across an interesting footnote type of thing from that date…an album released called ‘Before The Buildings Fell‘ by Black Tape For A Blue Girl. It appears that the album was originally released in 1986, but was re-released on “enhanced CD” in 2000. Anyone remember “enhanced CDs“? Another weird curiosity from the time. And speaking of curiosities, it looks like someone uploaded the whole CD to YouTube about a month ago. Good timing, eh?

HBD Kiddo

^07-Black Tape For A Blue Girl’-Before the Buildings Fell^


I’m back to work on Monday, Dear Reader, but tomorrow Cade and I will be presenting songs that make us think about life…

life is like a box of chocolates

*Unless you read the description enclosed, Clicky…*

… Have a Song ❤

^Severine – Un Banc, Un Arbre, Un Rue^

Missive From ‘Merica: Wish You Were Here!

I am on hols this week, Dear Reader…

I’ll be visiting my favourite getaway…

*/shuffles buttocks more comfortably into library sofa…*

… And read the latest missive from The Okie Devil…


Gonna start this off a little different than usual

…assuming that’s ok with you shitheads.

Let’s just assume that it is or is not OK with you, and we’ll jump on Job.

Yeah…that one

…let’s jump right on his ass, and ride him for all he’s worth.


Job 1

The “New Living Translation” is actually a really good read if you’ve never tried it. Maybe give some of it a whirl, then go back to your favorite flavor and re-read whatever you just read from the New Living version. I personally like to read side-by-side of different translations…really makes me think about what is being said.

Not that I ever actually “think” or anything.

Or at least, I think I don’t.

I mean…

I think I do don’t think…

if that makes any sense.

^Laid Back – White Horse (Extended Mix) 1983^

White horse…hmmm…white horse….hmmm…I’ve heard that somewhere.

^Armageddon Requests before they leave^


NOTE TO/FOR YOU ROOB: You prolly want to link this picture because it is huge…3362×2241

I dunno how your blog software works, so the decision how to handle this I leave to you, just wanted to give you a heads up, that I had no intention of this pic being “displayed as normal” since it is so large. Just…a very cool image and I wanted to share.


*/scratches head… I dunno, Clicky. Can we manage huge?*

*/rolls eyes…*


Lotta motion in that pic

Motion for all of the materials to come together in their original forms.

Motion for all of the materials to come together to form the location itself.

Motion for all of the people to come together and actually see these result.

Motion for all of the people to come together and start thinking, planning and plotting.

Motion for all of the reason and reasons to come together and how to proceed.

Motion for all of the people to come together to build the foundation and structure.

Motion for all of the materials to come together in their pre-final fabrication forms.

Motion for all of the materials to come together in the final-ish form that we see in the photo.

Motion for all of the people to come together and actually see the result.


a mirror would prolly be an interesting addition, so that we can ask ourselves a question…

Q: Am I important?

A: Yep. I think so anyway.

But I’m an egotistical asshole.

/me shrugs

^David Bowie – Dead Man Walking^

So yeah…Job. Lotta discussion about Job when I was younger and actually attended church. I later got kicked out of church, so…end of discussion.

But yeah, I was thinking about Job a bit tonight because I was always taught that this, whatever it was, was simply a test of Job’s character. To prove something. I’m sure that it is/was, but there was always these discussions as to “what it actually meant”…this story of Job.

Welp, if I had to sum up what it means to me personally, the story of Job means many things. But what I got to thinking about tonight? Wheeew! It spun my head a bit.

^Rick James – Give It To Me Baby 12 Inch^

So to get right to it…

Q: What do we leave this world with?

A: !!!

According to local legend: we leave this world with nothing…just like we came in. So this got me to thinking a bit about the concept of “the individual”…what that means…and to whom.

EX: I’ve always told my children, that they belong to themselves, and not to me. Yes, you are my child, I am your father, I am not Darth Vader…I digress.

So…Job is well-to-do, loaded with perfect, intelligent, good-looking kids, has a hot wife, a mansion in The Hamptons, owns a successful and thriving business…and suddenly…


It’s all gone, because Satan was having a bad day or something and needed someone extra-special to kick on. No rhyme, no reason, just plain ol’ meanness because that’s how Satan rolls.

If Satan and God had NOT agreed to allow this…whatever…to transpire…

Q: Would Job have lived happily ever after?

A: ...

Yeah…no answer to go there really, because we really don’t know since that’s not what happened. But what I am thinking about here is…erm…multi-tasking. Multi-purpose, multi-meaning, lasting.

^Frankie Smith – Double Dutch Bus^

Can you IMAGINE… what it would be like, to be God/a god…and have to retire one of your parables because it was no longer relevant or pertinent to a single living thing in the entirety of existence? I mean yeah, they prolly keep a copy of the original manuscript for sentimental reasons…but as far as actively teaching and/or being publicly available? NOPE!!! It’s been pulled. Pulled from circulation. It’s relevancy has become irrelevant.


That would be a toughie.

In my mind it would be anyway.

^Stereo MC s – Connected (Video Clip)^

Job was gonna lose all of his shit at some point. His friends were busy trying to encourage Job to figure out what he had done to piss God off so bad, repent of it, and all would be well. Sounds like modern day mainstream therapy techniques…get it all out, and all will be right with the world.

If I am the cause of all of my ills, and the world is a shit sandwich as a result, and you occupy the same world I do…I think we may have hit a speed bump or wall there. Does it matter how we lose our shit? Or is it the motherfucker(s) that wanna take it and why? I mean, how did you get all that shit in the first place? Where did it come from?

^Club Nouveau – Rumors^

BTW, it’s currently 04:09 in the morning on Saturday August 19th, and I’ve been doing some pondering this evening/this morning so I’m a tad chatty. Went and read some beeswax over at Bolton’s Smokers’ Club, and THAT got my head all kinds of twisted. Not that I had some conversation via Twitter today or anything…but it’s good to talk and think and talk some more. Especially when the conversation is all over the fucking place. It’s still about the conversation and having someone to talk to no matter what you are talking about.

^Rob Base and DJ E Z Rock- Joy and Pain (1988) ***R.I.P. DJ E Z Rock***^
This sentence is here for no particular reason. Just thought you should know.
^Grandmaster Melle Mel – Step Off [Official Video HD]^

Can you imagine what it would be like to be in a commercial aircraft when one of the engines suddenly decided to come off? More than that, can you imagine what a dangling engine would do to the aircraft if considerations were not made to accommodate and even facilitate engine separation under certain circumstances?

Let’s use our imagination.

^Aircraft Store Separation Incidents^

That book called 1984 has been kinda popular as of late for quotes and bits of pertinent wisdom. But as far as I know, 1984 has always been popular, so why this upsurge in 1984 all of a sudden like?

Welp…maybe it’s not real sudden. Maybe you are just paying attention to different things. Maybe your lair of tranquility has been infiltrated by subversive interlopers bent on poisoning your mind, and you REALLY need to formulate a plan as to how to rid yourself and the world of this den of snakes. There will always be bias…can’t escape it. I mean, yeah…you can, but it takes a lot of work to do so.

To escape bias, you’ll have to do the hardest work there is…nothing. Doing nothing is damn near impossible in most instances. Were it not so, mediation would prolly be done a lot more. But that gets me to thinking about Winston, the main character in 1984.

Footnote: My dad smoke Winston cigarettes.
^The O’Jays – For The Love of Money (Audio)^


Let’s compare some musics here real quick like.

^afrika bambaataa- looking for the perfect beat^
^Fireball XL5 Full Theme Song With Lyrics^

“In their time”…they would be considered groundbreaking and definitive. But looking backwards, both are pretty sloppy and kinda thrown together sounding.

Lotta tinkering and stumbling around, that are in various states of polished sound. Yeah, the both have hooks…but both are also kinda devoid of hooks. To me they are anyway. The both rely heavily on “getting there”…which is to say, the objective of the song itself seems to be getting through and to the end.

They both rely heavily on some base musical structures to get where they are going since there is not much in the way of definitive hooks, so they rely on refrains, bridges and breaks. Kinda blocky. Almost like building a wall or foundation. But that’s kinda what it’s like to be stumbling around with music. You take what you know and mix it with what you don’t know…all thanks to others…and run with it from there.

^Din Daa Daa (Original 12″ Version) – George Kranz^


Are you thinking about the concept of how new you are? How unique you are?

Welp, you are. Just keep in mind how you got that way. That may help you with staying that way. Or you could rage at the concept of your duality, rip your skin off as you roar to The Universe, and go beat the living fuck out of complete strangers to show them who’s boss. Sounds like a solid plan. Should work out well. For you anyway.

For a while.
^Space age arrives: American Newsreel (1957) – english^

Just thinking that even if you are saying the same thing over and over again? You are still pumping data into someone’s head. Or is that really where it goes? Just because it seems to go in through the head, doesn’t mean that it stays there….but I digress.

Do whatever in the fuck you want…I can’t stop you nor is it my job to do so.

^TALK TALK – It’s My Life (HQ 12″ Vinyl Version Sound,HD,Lyrics)^


It’s now Sunday afternoon @ 12:27. I stopped writing…because…because…I did.

I watched a bit of an episode of some show called “Pointless” last night.

Somehow, this show has appeared in my personal reticle.

Not that anyone will know the importance of a single word in the previous sentence, but it’s there.

The show is only on in The UK, so I’ll prolly never watch it again.

^Tone loc – funky cold medina^


I had some more thoughts on Job and Winston, but I guess I’ll need to stew on them for a bit longer because nothing is coming to mind. Nothing specific anyway. Which is weird because I’ve had some very specific thoughts about both Job and Winston, as well as the books these characters originated from, but I can’t remember what they are right now. I can feel them flying around up in there…or…wherever they are…but nothing is coming to mind currently.

I have been thinking about jealousy, conceit, deceit and coveting a lot lately. Well, the concepts of these premises anyway. Not like “in practice” or practical applications or whatever. But is it what we talk/think about that is important? Or that we are talking/thinking? Or both/all. I kinda prefer that last option, but then again, I’m greedy like that.

^David Bowie – The Heart’s Filthy Lesson : SE7EN Monster Montage^

cYa | cFa

^Talking Heads – This Must Be The Place^


*Ain’t he, Clicky! 😀 …Do you know that Song is 25 years old today?*

*/nods sagely… Time flies…*

That Special Relationship: Round 3

Yesterday Cade and I resumed our Ping Pong game

*Yeah, there was some whiffiness, certainly Click…*


My serve, or if you prefer, my move…


Think you are clever do you?

Me too. 😉

We have a common commonality.


Q: If we change the name(s) of everything, what changed and when?

A: ???

Just thinking about titles and labels and descriptions of the same or similar things around the globe. Especially over time. It just seems to me that rigidity itself is what can and does cause not only destruction and disarray at times…but it’s own fault is the “constant variable”…if you will.

What do I “mean” by that? A constant is constant.

EX 01: How many Buffalo/Bison roam the plains of North America at this time in the year 2017?
EX 02: Are the Buffalo/Bison that are alive today, identical to the Buffalo/Bison of the past?

To further try and explain my mode of thinking here…

EX 03: The whaling ship known as “The Essex” that was sunk by a “bull” Sperm Whale…

Q: How many other ships have been sunk/sunken by whales, irrespective of type of whale?

EX 04: Watching humans and their videos of their exploits in the ocean…how many “near misses” do we have to see, before someone is actually swallowed by a group of feeding whales?

(Primarily, the Humpback whales, who tend to hunt in pods as a group, and people seek these out for whale watching purposes, and are getting closer and closer to these feeding whales that are simply trying to survive, grabbing an available meal, when and where available.)

If we, as humans, know and can track these other lifeforms on our planet…erm…why? Meaning, yeah…I get it…

Q: Do you?

A: ???

Not speaking specifically to you Roob. But I’m sure that you wonder about your children. What will they do with this information? I know that I do. I mean, I wonder about my own children and what they might do someday down the road, with an incomplete data set of information that they have no fucking CLUE what in the fuck that this information was collected for, nor the why and the whys. All they will know, is what they know at the time. The book “1984” comes to mind with respect to the gathering and proliferation of information. To me, the primary theme of the book is not about information nor even information control nor even controls nor controlling. The book is about choice and choices and time over times.

Q: Should I worry about what my children are doing with their lives after I am long since out of their lives?

My being dead or alive is irrelevant (to me anyway). Their life is theirs. They will live in the times they live in, just as everyone does.

It’s your life, but…be nice.

Sorry, but as a parent…that’s the best that I’ve ever been able to come up with.

^No Mana – Back Alley Time Machine^

TBH, Cade, the thing I wonder about my two is whether they’ll ever have a bath of their own volition, but maybe that’s just because sitting in close proximity to one of them right now.

I agree with you, our children’s lives are their own, just as our parents lives were their own and our lives are ours to own. Life is about choice and choices and time over times. Probably why ‘1984’ has come to resemble a manual rather than a warning…

*Anything else, Click?*


You’ll have to excuse me, I’m off to draw a bath */gets up and holds breath…*

cade invasion on Roob territory := on
heH HeH Heh

heH HeH Heh
Cade invasion on Roob territory := off

^Virtual Riot – Time Stops (ft. Danyka Nadeau)^

I have been known to shoot myself in the foot. Which is weird, because I have been shot in the foot by others. Not that we are our own worst enemy or anything. Others can take care of that role for us. The best I can come up with respect to “we are our own worst enemies” always has to do with others and their opinions. Why in the fuck would I want to be an enemy to myself. I mean…yeah…I’m am blessed with an overabundance of the stupid. But that’s not fault. Unless it is.

Q: Anyone wanna help me out here?

A: That’s what I thought.

If you want teenagers to bathe? I suggest surrendering to the dark side. It’s mud and dirt and sweat encrusted and stinky…but less aggravating.

Meaning: Pack your shit, and move far away from them.

It’s the only way.

^Mefjus – Blitz^

I have no idea why you are pestering me today. Do you NOT realize that I am deep into something more important than writing some random bullshit for your blog? YEAH! That’s right young lady…I am deep into writing a post for your blog, and I don’t have time for your nonsensical limey ravings. Granted, they are limey ravings, which are subtle and subdued. But I see through the limey fog-screen. Or…at least I will when I get close enough to whatever to see it.

Speaking of limey fog…I have a question for ya.

Q: What was the general reception in the UK of the Sherlock Holmes movies by Guy Ritchie?

A: Any idea(s)?

I guess I’m thinking not only of the movies, but limeys tend to fucking HATE IT when Americans play limeys, and especially when they try and duplicate the accent. Granted, this is not the first time that Robert Downey Jr. has played a limey…but I thought he did well. He a Jude Law were fucking incredible as a team. I think both movies stand on their own, but I lean towards the second flick because that movie was fucking HUGE. I love the shit out of Mark Strong, but the addition of Stephen Fry made up for the absence of Mark Strong.

Funny ain’t it? An Okie/Texan can forgive Daniel Craig for using a southern accent.
“Funny ol’ world…iddnit?” – Captain Jack Sparrow
Movie = Pirates of the Carribean: Curse of the Black Pearl
(Special nod to Ali G and Nigel Tufnell for additional support on the term “Iddnit”)

^Dead Or Alive – You Spin Me Round (Like a Record)^

Just like a bloody Yank! Coming in at the end, taking the glory…


I think the Sherlock movies went down okay in the UK. They were up against a pretty terrific TV Sherlock with Benedict Cumberbatch but Robert Downey Jr made an admiral, edgy Sherlock. Me personally, I preferred the TV series as I found the editing in the films a bit too fast and furious. But perhaps if I’d seen the movie first, my view would be different. Thoughtful Man loved the film versions, but he just loves the Sherlock character. When we first met, he told me that one of his favourite films is ‘Young Sherlock Holmes’.

I’m okay with American actors playing ‘English’ roles in films and the accents are okay or very good. But then the bar was set awfully low, early doors with Dick Van Dyke…

*Shit! I forgot about Keanu Reeves… Golly, so many films I have not seen…*

Of course, English actors have generally played the ‘baddie’ role in American films…

… But my favourite Robert Downey Jr performance will always be him playing an Englishman…


Goody! Cade’s latest missive has arrived…

Enjoy the Song, Dear Reader… BBL… ❤


A C.R.O.N.Y… Mmm…

Dear Reader, following the death of Grandad, yesterday I had the sad duty of posting */knot-eyes* on MEROVEE of the death of U.N.C.L.E  Mr Napoleon Solo… You know, Han :D’s twinnish bro…

Click for ‘Love Trumps Hate’

*/taps feet and whistles… Ah, butt as I was telling Leggy at the time, Click, I always fancied Illya Kuryakin...*


Click for TV Intro to The Invisible Man

*Wild Swans… /scratches chin… Clicky that’s another weird sync ‘cos I mentioned swans to the Texan Okie Devil, Cade, just today…*

Click for the The Five Doctors Who Have Ties That Bind

*Yeah, the boys’ blazers are black, so the swan motif on the pocket is, essentially, a black swan, outlined in white thread…*

*Ha! Yeah, ‘cos he sent me that Song overnight and my bedwear was kinda… Soviet…*

Click for back view

*/Slaps forehead… Again!? FFS, Clicky, watt is it with you and posting embarrassing photos of me? …/folds arms and taps foot sternly… I mean… Why, for Gawd’s sake? …/turns in exasperation…*

*Butt, I’m Roobee… /:O… You’re trying to tuffen me up? …/squints… Oh Doo Foxtrot Oscar!!*

Dear Reader, we interrupt this LoL post for the precise, technical reason that my bleedin’ dolphin assistant needs a clip round the ear.

Please accept the following Song */nods thanks…*



Invisible Times: Xmas, 1984

A Christmas Message from MRS REGN

Radio Times Programme
Thoughtful Man kept mementos of all the things we went to see together. 137 fell out of the programme as soon as I opened it

I’d like to start by addressing this missive to Hugo. Merry Christmas. This message was brought to you after listening to Medium is the Massage… again *rolls eyes*

If anybody wants to understand synchronicity, they could spend 42 minutes (including ad that will probably be skipped over) out of this year’s Christmas celebrations to listen the audio extra that accompanies Marshall McLuhan & Quentin Fiore’s 1967 book…


Hugo, like me, you are not employed by anybody presently. Like me, you’re not sure what you want to do now you’re no longer in paid employment. You jumped first; I followed not long after.

Perhaps we’re like frogs that realised the water in the pan was starting to get a wee bit too hot 😉

I’ve really enjoyed our film discussions on MEROVEE over the last couple of years. The first one I remember you posting about was ‘The Terminal’. I replied to you directly about it, but I made a shambles of it, hear.

Then we briefly compared two Tom Cruise movies: ‘Eyes Wide Shut’ and ‘Vanilla Sky’. Again, a I made a shambolic reply.

This led to the big breakthrough for us with ‘Memento’ and ‘The Matrix’: what if Mr Anderson had taken the Blue Pill from Morpheus and woken up the next morning in his bed (just like Morpheus said), not at NEO but as LEO, who can’t remember anything and can only function by writing things down…

Memento remember Sammy Jankis


A digression – The Boys have returned from watching ‘Star Wars: The Force Awakens’ at the cinema with their school chums. They were dropped back on the doorstep by Thoughtful Man (who’s work; it’s Friday night), bearing branded offerings and a major spoiler…

Star Wars The Force Awakens Take Home


So I should get on with it and tell you about my time in Xmas 1984. One of the times I really enjoyed working.

I was placed in the Radio & TV Dept at John Lewis, Oxford Street in August of that year. As a YTS ‘O’ Level trainee, I’d spent the Christmas before, on the ground floor, in the Needlework & Knitting Wools dept before spending the next six months in the women’s fashion department, called ‘Trend’. I was 17. I hate working in fashion and was so looking forward to moving on to somewhere else.

I was one of only a couple of women working in this prestigious department on the 3rd floor. Otherwise, IT WAS STAFFED ENTIRELY BY MEN!! Sharp-suited men – both young and older gents. AND MOST OF THE CUSTOMERS WERE MEN, TOO!!

I was in my element. I learnt to sell TVs, radios, Walkmans, stereos, wogboxes (Apols! Ghetto Blasters) and video recorders (VHS mainly, Betamax was already on the way out). There was even the introduction of a teeny-tiny, portable TV. I sold one to Jess Conrad.

Additional things I learnt in my time there were a) how to safely wire up an electrical plug, b) how to string a box and c) how to flirt with the opposite sex. I went to an all girls school before – I really hadn’t had much practice 😉

As a newb I wasn’t allowed to sell the high end hi-fi equipment (like Bang & Olly-Bolly) – those were sold by Experts and where shut away in glass-fronted, sound-proofed rooms. However, there was also one other section within the department for a new up-and-coming product… Computers.

So I spent Xmas 1984 in Radio & TV Dept. ‘Computers’, at that time, wasn’t formally named; it was invisible, and I wasn’t allowed to try to sell them either. Goo goo g’joob, too – to me those stupid little boxes and bulky screens looked pants 😉


Another one. Digression that is. This time Maccy :D. This is usually a late night Friday/early morning Saturday treat, some folks nose about. Tonight it is a tad earlier.

I’ll be back on the morrow, without any sorrow, with a music post inspired by Thoughtful Man. Can anyone suggest any sort of music he’s never heard before?

Come on Joe Public. I nose ur out there… Give us a Song 😉

I’m off to watch 5 episodes of The Big Bang Theory and rolls some fags.

CYL *blows kiss*