This morning I was transported back in time...
to a time when, love hearts, tops of the pops,
the Saturday night disco and boys,
ruled my teenage heart.
(Not much has changed there then, except TOTP is no longer)
When l was a child and throughout my teen years
each and every Saturday morning, I would lie awake, listening, waiting
until the papers would arrive through the front door
and land with a satisfactory sounding SpLaT!! on the hall floor
I would rush downstairs and collect the papers
and rifle through the sections until I found my
weekly magazine and my siblings' comics.
These would then be distributed to said siblings' bedrooms
and this, I would hazard a guess meant that my parents got some much valued THEM time.
So each Saturday depending on which phase I was suffering,
either my Fab208, Bunty, Diana, Disco 45, or a Jackie mag arrived.
It was my sanity and I'm thinking now, 36 years later, their bribery.
So this morning as I bent to pick up Larry's Guardian
staring up at me was a copy of a old Jackie mag...
I smiled remembering way back when...
when I thought I had troubles. Pah I didn't know I was born!