A trip into town just after we were given our first record player (we say 'we', some of us weren't even a twinkle in the milkman's eye at this point) and into HMV to pick up T-Rex's 'Children Of The Revolution' for 29p and the floodgates were open (no returns)...
Several more solo forays into the aforementioned emporium saw our small town black & white turn to a lurid range of mind-blowing international colours and we've never looked back, THAT of course, on top of our teacher (The hip and beautiful, Leon Russell loving, Mrs Rosalyn George) lending us one of her Stones LP's one night when we were 8 and royally fucking with our tiny impressionable brains...Well, there was only one way this was gonna go wasn't there?
So...We hope you enjoy this trip into our short trousers, of course, as usual, normal service will be resumed as soon as possible...
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