Here Comes The Sun
When I was young I delivered the papers. Each house, in every street. When doing this long enough, I could save just enough money to buy one vinyl record. Sometimes I cycled 20km to a special record store where they had the best collection. Carefully cyling back, making sure the record did not end up between the spokes of the wheel. Once home I taped it on a cassette, that I could listen to when doing my paper tour. On a walkman.
I once left a record in the sun, the whole disc got curved. It looked like kroepoek. It ruined my month.