1980 - I can still hear that stupid song, that stupid inappropriate song, playing on the record-player. 'now you're married with a son when you could be having fun with me....'
Maybe it was cold. It was February and February is usually grey, horrible, cold. Registry office do, other old school friends there although I can't remember who. Elaine seemed happy enough.
It is the reception which sticks in my mind. In a house in North London. In the through lounge. Dancing and drinking. No speeches. Some one in charge of records. Kept playing that damn record 'you done too much, much too young now you're married with a son when you should be having fun with me'. Why did they keep playing it? It was a big hit but it was crazy. Maybe the 'DJ' didn't know Elaine was pregnant. 18 and pregnant. She didn't look it. Just a pretty slim young woman talking to everyone and enjoying herself.
No one else seemed to notice the inappropriateness of the record. Just me. It was all so weird. That February day when my friend and I were 18.
'I wanna be free'.
Friday, 26 October 2007
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