So I've always loved music. I have a lot of 90s glam rock vinyl in the garage. A lot of it is signed and probably worth... ooo a pound and 50.(!)
I have a lot of CDs. They used to be filed (rather ironically) in strict alphabetical and chronological order.
Then I had a baby.
When the baby started to walk he started to mess up the system. So I put the CDs away. I left a small selection of stuff I enjoyed and stuff I wanted to show off about. Husband added in Roachford, Billy Ocean(!) and Elton John. Then the small selection slowly grew.
Then we moved. A year later I get husband to bring down the small selection so I can put them on my new MP3 player. They have been in the corner of the kitchen for a week untouched by me and baby#3 has had a good forage. Broken a few cases. Licked a few CDs and chewed a few sleeve notes. (Unfortunately not Roachford but Mark Ronson - why mine little one?)
I have moved them into the front room. In a corner so I cannot see them. I have Adele and Glee on my MP3 player, I will just listen to that instead. I'm over Razorlight now.
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