Grumppa. 'I'll buy you one more frozen orange juice on this fantastic day'
Reminds me of hitching through the eastern Pyrenees from France to Spain in the early '60s. No orange juice vendors apparent but still a fantastic day!
First time I heard 'Where do you go to, my lovely' was after a party sitting in someone's car somewhere in Manchester looking at the Shell flare. We both immediately liked the song. I wonder whether 'someone' remembered that moment too on hearing of Peter Sarstedt's loss!
Does Israel want full scale war in the Middle East?