So many happy memories of this song. I was in a beautiful surrey village in England, at a party in a house that overlooked the most Enid Blyton, Rupert Bear type fields , one early evening, supping a pint of a truly, magical real ale, and this classic was blaring out in all its glory. I hadn't got a girlfriend at the time,and at the age I was ( somewhere in my twenties ) I was feeling so lonely, but on hearing this wonderful song I didn't give a dam. Suddenly life was wonderful.!
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Thursday, May 23, 2013
Wow! A Whiter Shade Of Pale.
So many happy memories of this song. I was in a beautiful surrey village in England, at a party in a house that overlooked the most Enid Blyton, Rupert Bear type fields , one early evening, supping a pint of a truly, magical real ale, and this classic was blaring out in all its glory. I hadn't got a girlfriend at the time,and at the age I was ( somewhere in my twenties ) I was feeling so lonely, but on hearing this wonderful song I didn't give a dam. Suddenly life was wonderful.!
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