Keep On Truckin'

While Oliver was in Saturday school I headed down the Cowley Road to the Truck Record store. That rather rare thing now, a record store. Being able to flick through the vinyl and the CD's (it seems quite odd to think of CD's as an almost dead format now, but they are pretty much that way).

It did seem that they sold more coffee than records, but hey, if it works and it keeps them going, why not?