Random thoughts and equally random web links. Unfortunately for you, I like to share.
Even the arrival of my uber-mod Walkman didn’t stop it happening.
Oh, and for the young’un out there: a Walkman was kind of like an early iPod. Except it played just one album at a time. Actually, just one side of that album. And it chewed through batteries. I remember having to cart my assorted tapes and spare batteries around in a large army surplus bag.
Good times … good times …