Back in the age of cassette tapes and pencil toppers, when pocket money meant just that - ten pence if you were lucky - there were no such luxuries as ten-penny mix-ups. You had to be strategic. Frugal. Devout, even. So how did a young suitor impress his beloved in a world devoid of Haribo … Continue reading Dance there.. A Sherbet Dip and the Lord of the Damp Settee