Evening my poppets. In this 'Jammin' with Doc', I come to you as Dr Lurve. Now we presbyterian Caledonian types are in the main, rather reserved on affairs of the heart. Regular readers of my tosh, will recall my having reported on tales from the darker side of my otherwise unblemished character (shut up). However, whilst concocting some culinary comestibles (Dr Alliteration) t'other day, my already chocker mind, drifted a few short years back (alright, alright, many) to age 13 and my very first proper, non-inflatable girlfriend. Long dark hair, firm young body, vampish twinkle in the eye...she was cute too...and yes, I only have one eye. Anyhoo, this lil' number was riding high in the charts & hearts. Now I've never been a fan of Bread, per se. Yes, I love a BLT as much as the next glutton (groan) but Mr Gates (not Bill) has occasionally flirted with my melodious side. Maybe I'm just a soppy old geezer, but I really rate this song. From prog to snog. Lurve, what a beautiful thang...
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