**** that, I've heard them for years, I'm just sharing to prompt other memories. It's alright for you whipper snappers, you haven't got as many to remember, and I'll forget if I loiter.
When I was seven, we moved to Hornsea for a few months. I didn't know many other kids, so I used to hang about the amusement arcades. One day I found one of those 'Allwin' machines was faulty and paid out pennies every time you turned the knob. There was a Laughing Policeman machine which I fed with purloined coins... A good few years later, we lived in a biggish house in the Avenues. We had enough room to take in a lodger; one such was a beatnik-ish art teacher who lent me this, which I played endlessly on our old red-and-grey Dansette:
Someone had to go there but Tis true I still love this song. Anyone who had a best mate knew what it meant to be that close.
