Friday 20 July 2012

Vietnam

I cannot hear this album without being torn from the present and being flung back into the late 1960s, with all the attendant hopes and fears.  Strange days indeed...

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  1. Ah. Music. Real music. I've heard of that.

    Now you are going to spoil it by telling me you shagged a blonde in an E Type to this...

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    1. I wish I could spoil it that way for you, Hippo.

      I was smoking dope at older friend's parties aged 16 to this, and sleeping on their carpets, under red light bulbs.

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    2. P.S. - I have been trying to follow your interesting blogs, but see no button to do so. Is there one?

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  2. Strange indeed -- fully of angst and celebration, hazy smoke and outrage -- and then there was the sex anywhere and everywhere -- I remember it all, but not well...

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    1. I don't remember the sex - how was it for you?

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  3. Mostly I remember the album cover. I think I may have lived in a similar one.

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    1. I always imagined you living in the Sergeant Pepper one.

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  4. Tom, I think it is the button that says 'join this site'

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    1. Well it normally is, I suppose. I couldn't find it last night, so I just assumed you were a secretive, retiring sort of blogger. I'll have another look.

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    2. Right - I've just gone back to it, and nowhere - top or bottom - can I find an invitation to join your site on my screen. Am I being thick, or have you blocked any attempt at me following you?!

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    3. I've just tried to follow someone else as well, and THEIR posts do not have a follow option. It must be the way my pages are being presented to me.

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  5. I don't know what an E type is, but i remember smoking dope to this and having a bit of fun. Quite a bit of fun, now that i think on it.

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    1. It's a 2 seater Jaguar sports car with a 4.2 litre engine in it. Silly, but iconic, I suppose. I don't know how you would shag in one without using the gear-shift lever.

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