My personal diary of things that interest me, for those who know me, or would like to.
Saturday, 2 July 2011
Memories are made of something
I was hunting through an old wine box up in the spare bedroom for a notebook containing the first chapter of a children's story I'd started to write about twenty years ago, when instead these are what I found.
Is there anyone out there old enough for this to bring tears to their eyes?
I can do the backs of the EP sleeves as well, if coerced - and I might even have the records that used to live inside them.