“Bit boring all morning with Mormor – in afternoon went into eastleigh;- lent Mark P Tarkus and bought For Your Pleasure – Roxy Music – smart!”
Poor old Mormor. For the second time in these diaries I have referred to her staying with us as “boring”. What an complete git ungracious grandson I was in 1973.
In apparently better news I finally nabbed Roxy’s “For Your Pleasure” – about a week after first hearing it – and doubtless played it to death, deeming it – like so many other bloody things these days – “smart!”