The crackles were somehow comforting. Once the sneezing fit had subsided Graham and Kim had slumped down in their battered but oh so comfy sofa. They’d spent the afternoon clearing the loft, ready for the conversion. Well that was the idea anyway. Of course, on their first sojourn up the ladder for many years, each box opened was a treasure trove of memories.
“Rock ‘n’ Roller Disco,” sighed Graham. “The first album I ever bought. Side one was the best. The Flying Lizards, the Jags and this one by Bill Lovelady.”
“What’s on the flip side?” asked Kim.
“BA Robertson.”
This is so realistic. I've lost count of the number of times I've gone to get something in particular from the loft, and been side-tracked by everything else that's up there.
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