In case you hadn't noticed yet, I'm more impressionable when my cement is wet.
My car is so old, it has a cassette player. Driving along the dark, damp roads of Portsmouth this week listening to a tape of John Peel's Festive 50 (1986), this came on and sounded fantastic.
The most British of love songs
How can you lie there and think of England
When you don't even know who's in the team?
I'm celebrating my love for you with a pint of beer and a new tattoo.
A song about growing old and falling in love. What is not to love?