No Apology Necessary, No Excuse Needed

I'm sure that people are baffled that I don't know what a step class is, but I can tell you what album Taxman is on, and who designed the cover. I'm incredibly impractical, yet naturally know what tune will fill the floor or people's lungs with song. There is no happier phrase than 'I haven't heard this in years,' whether said or heard. Don't ever expect me to solve a maths problem, although do expect me to tell you all the bands that Steve Winwood was in, as well as what song was on John Lennon's answerphone.

I guess it's about what you can bring to the party in life and my passion for theses platters has further fuelled my desire to fill my glass of knowledge to the brim, and indeed not let any spill. Being a clumsy bugger, you would suspect that not all of it remains in the glass, but my hands are for once sensible, as how else would I know the band history behind Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young, or even the story of how Captain Beefheart got their name?

I may have digressed a little, but essentially as I continue to refuel my passion, be it via dusty gem's plucked out of a box or the needle hitting a familiar favourite, it does nothing more than turn me into an anorak., of which I am immensely proud.

If you have a passion that no one understands, then congratulations (unless of course you're a serial killer) as you know what causes the endorphins to rush through the lesser travelled path. So come fellow anoraks, let us clutch at our toggles and raise high our flasks of tea.  ​