Our Friday music night at Fraggle Towers has morphed into Vintage Night as Phils recent obsession with ye olde vinyl records continues. He has a lot of it from back in the day. Having purchased a rather natty record deck a little while ago that sat on top of the stereo looking pretty but doing nothing other than being a platform for the internet hub to stand on, he thought it was high time we made use of it. We’ve done a few albums over the past couple of weeks, but last night he went up into our loft, and brought down all the singles. Green vinyl was a thing, and picture sleeves another thing. All lost on me at the time, I didn’t get going until digital really.
Playing records is a bit like being a human iPod, on shuffle.
Except iPods don’t get hangovers the next morning. 🤣🥴