The skip arrived today so I started emptying the garage and very strictly deciding what should stay and what should go.
With almost perfect timing the local scrap guy came along the street and he took a heap of metal items from me (which has saved space in the skip so my neighbours can chuck stuff out). Scrap guy is standing on the drive as I get stuff out and he sees a very large shoulder bag – like a sports bag you could fit two tennis rackets in – full of 45s. He was smiling as he checked them out, remarking to me what memories the titles brought back. They were headed for the skip so I said he could take them, He was happy to do so.
I had a pile of LPs. Again he was loving looking through those so they ended up in his lorry cab. Then we found another case full of 45s which are by now probably being looked through at his home.
The only two pieces of vinyl he didn’t get are the two pictured.
They date to 1979, I was a year away from my O levels and those two singles bring back … stuff. So they are here, and they are staying.