I don't know how old the photo on the cover is. I have a feeling I'm old enough to have been in it, had we taken our annual week away in Scotland, rather than Margate.
I don't remember much about those holidays. We would've got a bus or the tube into London from Tooting Bec, and then the train. I vaguely remember the soft, fine white sand, and feeling homesick in the B&B.
My dad would've been working as a draughtsman then, while doing his engineering, maths and english nightschool papers.
The music is a sweet, melodic, folky soundtrack, to a film I wouldn't mind watching. I think, had king Creosote not gone for the jokey, tongue in cheek name, he'd have a lot more rave reviews and lot less mid-table obscurity.
Dzeko
Edin Dzeko, pronounced Eh-dan Djek-oh. The Edin sounds a lot like 'eadin'. Which is a good name for a footballer. Eadin' Jecko.
More of them should have similar forenames, indicating the strongest parts of their game, like:
- Shootin' Henry
- Foulin' Shawcross
- Maonin' Rooney
- Gobbin' Ferguson
- Divin' Suarez
- Bitin' Suarez
- Leavin' Suarez
- Cryin' Gascoigne
- Wafflin' Owen
- Drinkin' Adams
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