Archiepoptart
Vital 1st Team Regular
Following on from the Wayne music thread, I thought driving music and the memories conjured up deserved it's own thread.
Late 1970's driving through Epping forrest after a good dumping of snow, in a clapped out mini Clubman listening to Elton Johns funeral for a friend/ love lies bleeding. Early morning not another car in sight. Magical. I was moving an ex girlfriend to her new flat. Completely failed to get the 'thanks for your help' 'just for old times ' shag I was hoping for.
Late 1970's driving through Epping forrest after a good dumping of snow, in a clapped out mini Clubman listening to Elton Johns funeral for a friend/ love lies bleeding. Early morning not another car in sight. Magical. I was moving an ex girlfriend to her new flat. Completely failed to get the 'thanks for your help' 'just for old times ' shag I was hoping for.