Last Friday would have been my parents 44th wedding anniversary, I feel I ought to mark the occasion in some way (I don’t really know why either but go with me on this) Sunday Music has featured the song that most reminds me of my parents marriage, their ‘song’ and the song that we played at Dad’s funeral. There is other music that played through my childhood but it all seems to be Mum’s not Dad’s. Dad’s domain was the living room and there wasn’t a radio in there,  Ma’s rooms were the kitchen and dining room where the radios were and we were just with her more. Also Dad’s music taste wasn’t all that good, lots of Rod Stewart (who has his place but there’s only so many times as a teenager you can listen to Maggie May…) So, given Ma’s known love of a man with a beard! I’m going bad to Chris Stapleton. I think Noel would like this one, mostly because it’s so full of tragic self pity…