We used to yell out ‘gut’s ache’ and oh, how we roared

So, in case you haven’t caught it yet, here’s the you tube link. Well, not here exactly. Down there at the end of the post.

I love that song.

I’ve been listening to it over and over ever since we heard the news that she died the other night. In a funny kind of way, that song is just the tonic I need. What with one thing and another. Takes me back to the days when Sunday nights were all about Countdown and memorising the Top Ten because there’d be a test on it at recess the next day (we didn’t call it Little Lunch then) and then trying to make sure I got as many roast potatoes and as much gravy as my brother.

She had a bit of a hard life at times from what I recall. I hope that parts of it were ace though. She gave us goose bumps. She deserved some happiness.

And those boots. You’ve gotta love the closeup on the boots. I wanted another pair of boots, and my mum said we couldn’t afford them and I said (and this is true as anything even my dad remembered it) ‘well, if you didn’t drink or smoke we could afford them’. And they say kids these days have no respect.

0 thoughts on “We used to yell out ‘gut’s ache’ and oh, how we roared”

  1. It does sound like guts ache. I hadn’t even heard she died, that is sad.

    We used to wheel the telly (ours was on a wheely stand) to the bathroom door on Sunday nights so we could watch Countdown in the bath. Good times.

    If my kids said that to me I would probably cave and buy them the goddam boots. From guilt.

  2. I’d never heard of her. But I don’t suppose she’d ever heard of me either. Sad to see her young and hopeful – though nice that she was at least that.

  3. Oh wow, I was just listening to that song on the way home from the coast today. BB and his family used to sing ‘Frantic Hyena’ at one point, and oh how we roared this afternoon. I must look up what she’d done with the rest of her life after that one-hit-wonder.

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