Sister Golden Hair

I was stuck for a blip today so was going around the house annoying people with a camera. This reminded me of the title of that song which in turn reminds me of a beautiful hot '75 summer, just having left school and wiring a new house in the middle of the Leicestershire countryside with my pal Paul who's dad ran an electrical business. No more school and money in the pocket: My first taste of freedom! Lots of stuff happened that year - good and bad. It really felt like life had shifted up a gear.