Back when Scrobs was a very late teenager, he had a huge crush on the daughter of a Baronet of the County, who was just a stunning beauty, and the sort of girl you'd just love on sight, when she even walked into the pub. We were 'just good chums', and it stopped right there.
And of course,there were many more blokes having the same intestinal discord...
Anyhow, a usually devastated Scobs would repair home, to the various bosoms of the family, and when they'd all gone to bed, he'd play the seminal album by Simon and Garfunkel - Bookends!
Lying on the floor, with my head on a cushion, between the twin speakers of the very softly-playing radiogram, (remember those), and smoking the final Players Gold Leaf of the day.
I was in heaven...
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