I was probably five or six, and McMum's best friend Pam was whisking the porridge in a pan on the stove while me and Bruv were staying with her for a while. This song came on the radio, and Pam burst into song, whisking along in time with the music, thus sowing the seeds for Helen and the Horns almost twenty years later.
I had a neighbour called Pam & everyone fancied her! some days she'd sunbathe in her loose fitting swimsuit!
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