My brother Steve had a portable record player that he kept between our beds. I would often wake to him playing a 20 happening Hits or something similar. I loved those mornings. Usually Sundays. I loved those albums full of the great and the terrible pop songs of the era.
My kids love Glee. One night the Glee cast sang Young Girl as part of a medley. Or mash up as they call it. I had to find the original. I put it on. And I was back in bed on a Sunday morning where weekends went forever and we didn’t get up until bacon and eggs were ready. Fulton road, Blackburn South. One day I rented a horse and rode it all around neighborhood. What was I thinking? Nowadays I wouldn't get on a horse if you paid me.
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