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Back to school. Already.
Also the 40th anniversary of Elvis's death. Weirdly I can remember exactly where I was when I heard the news: washing my hands in the boys toilet at school. A bigger kid ran in and announced it. I had no idea who Elvis was but it was obvious that it was a major deal. I think at the time I was more interested in the punks who had started cropping up at school with mad hair and safety pins in their ears.
By complete coincidence, A had Elvis hair today.