Also in amongst the mail when I got home was a CD I have been waiting eagerly for. I have finally got a CD version of an album by The Tourists. It isn’t the debut album that I once spent weeks scouring Southampton looking for (long story), it is a compilation of songs from all three of their albums. But it does include the fabulous “Blind Among the Flowers” (adored by Annie Nightingale and me, but ignored by the boorish British public) and the brilliant cover of “I only want to be with you.” Happy, happy.

Those of you scratching your heads and wondering who The Tourists are/were take two demerits and go to the back of the class.