Happiness is a Warm Turntable

During a recent refurbishment of a room in my house I came across my record player, which had been resting unloved with junk in a cupboard. Left alone in the house, with only tidying or decorating to do, I naturally ignored both of these tasks, promptly set up the turntable and spent the afternoon listeningContinue reading “Happiness is a Warm Turntable”