Jun 11 2010

Way ahead Grandma

(she loved grandfather clocks)

When I was very small, even smaller than I am today, my parents often took me to my Grandma’s house. Every time we went,I would ask my grandma for a sugar butty and on each occasion she would sing out melodically “Every Matchbox to its own egg” I remember it distinctly,”Every matchbox to its own egg”. Never thought much about it at the time and never thought much about it over the years. However grasping at youth I suppose, I have once again become interested in listening to 1960’s music and in a magical moment, the mist was lifted from before my eyes.Tonight,I am tempted to sneak into the local graveyard and write on my grandma’s headstone
“PIONEER PSYCH SINGER”

Grandfather clocks is me!

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