In my final year I had money problems, plus had resolved to move to Seattle to live with my dad and, given that wherever I lay my hat was going to be home, I thought it expedient to flog said collection in order to fund beers for the days when I couldn't go to the Dalis Bar where I knew the barman and had my own bar stool situated right under the Pernod optic.
Anyway, last weekend some of my friends mentioned that they still owned some of my long lost treasured vinyl and it made me think of what records I actually missed in this digital world. Aztec Camera, Wah Heat and the Comsat Angels figured and today I read an interview in The Guardian with Tears for Fears who name-checked 'dalek i love you' and I thought yes – that's the album I miss most.
I sold it to a Belinda for I know not how few pennies, along with the 6 album box-set The Story of Motown which prefaced each song with a bit of an interview with the stars - “Smokey Robinson – at that time the world's greatest poet”, which I sold for a fiver. Or ten pints as it was then.
No-one wanted to buy my Patrik Fitzgerald collection, so that's what I'm left with. "We're just little fishes, swimming in a rising tide, small fry..."