You make me...

It's not uncommon for me to sing, whether it's along with whatever I'm listening to or just unaccompanied. For the last few days, I have found myself belting out Sylvester's 'You Make Me Feel (Might Real)' from time to time.

Now, I'm not denying that this is a great - indeed banging - tune, and I very much enjoy singing it, but it's not a song that I own or one that I ever play, and I have been wondering how it's managed to lodge itself in my head.

Then, today, I was sorting through some stuff on the hall table and I realised that this postcard, which has been sat there, well, maybe nearly a year - it was a birthday card from the Minx - has, through some kind of clutter-based Brownian motion, slipped into visibility, triggering my disco fever.

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Reading: 'Jews Don't Count' by David Baddiel