Moments in Love

So it was Saturday evening and Holly had just had her 13th Birthday party with her friends in Cardiff. Being a Dad I was entrusted with the safe delivery of two of her male friends back to their rather dodgy abode in one of the rougher parts of Llantwit Major (cars on bricks, boarded up houses, you know the sort of thing).

Having made polite conversation with two outlandish lying thirteen year olds I was looking forward to a bit of piece and quiet on the 30min journey to Tesco (for drink, God did we need it that night) and then home.

I decided on a country lane short cut crossing the back lanes of Cowbridge to the A48. Front fogs illuminating my way through the dark and misty lanes I hit the red button on my stereo for the CD I was listening to earlier in the week to cough back into life.

MOMENTS

The eerie hollow drum machine and car horn sample from the start of ‘Vermillion Sands’ by the Buggles kicked in. I was transported to another place, accelerating into the dark surrounded by and ethereal pop song from the eighties, it felt like being fired from a helium cannon with my balls being suspended in blancmange. A whole body immersion of sound and sight for 6.48 perfect minutes… it’s exactly what ‘it’ is all about.

I even had to switch the stereo off before Tesco because ‘I am a Camera’ was next and you simply can’t start that song half way through after your shopping, it needs to be fresh and pure.