While searching through pockets and files for the full copy of my driving license I managed not to find the greenish A4 piece of paper that shows I’ve been a good boy ever since passing my test but a folded up wad of half-typed, half-scrawled album titles listed from 1 to 100 with near maniacal arrows denoting position changes, frantic scratching out and replacing of names and the general jumble that is the list.
Accordingly, the next entry is coming up. Though I warn you, it’s not the most cheerful of albums in at 81….
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