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Originally Posted by Wynonie Harris
However, it's pure nostalgia. One listen and I'm back in 1972...up to Melbourne Street to get my dole money, down to the Pickwick to spend it on pints of beer (many of which, I now realise, were nicked by Cashy). Happy days!
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1972 ...etched into my soul , the year I left Accy, 23 yrs old, with a wife and two kids to find a "better' life , 4,480 ft uderground in a copper mine in central Africa (the wife and kids didn't go down ), bit of a change from Newark st. but looking back , one that changed me for the better ,