It’s a tradition that seems to have gone. Your parents’ friends and neighbours were your “Aunties” and “Uncles”. We had loads, including Auntie Bet whose son Mick was standing in our kitchen one night in the mid-70s with his flatmate Terry. When Terry went to the loo, I said to Mick “He looks just like the drummer from Mott the Hoople”. Mick replied “That’s because he is the drummer from the Mott the Hoople”. Can you imagine that now? Pop star at the height of his fame, on Top of The Pops most weeks, living in a grotty flat in Wembley. Cue great excitement and my sister Susan getting him to sign her “The Hoople” LP. on which this was the big track. Though it’s best played on Easter Sunday.
Did you have “Aunties” who weren’t actually your aunts?

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