Wendy flits round the house listening to the Beatles. I like the Beatles. Or at least I think I like the Beatles. Or- to put it another way- one of the things I tell myself about myself is that I like the Beatles.
When I hear the Beatles I get a download from my adolescence and young adulthood.
Or, that used to be the case...
Because this morning I didn't get any sort of download. I was just hearing flimsy, tuneful pop music- from a distant, very different time- and nothing to do with me at all...
When I hear the Beatles I get a download from my adolescence and young adulthood.
Or, that used to be the case...
Because this morning I didn't get any sort of download. I was just hearing flimsy, tuneful pop music- from a distant, very different time- and nothing to do with me at all...