My small amount of pocket money usually went on sweets and 2000AD, but there came a time when I needed to save it for something special. I had to own a copy of Jeff Wayne's 'War of the Worlds' album.
My friend Euan had one and I jealously poured over the lavish artwork of the double vinyl edition while Euan and I listened to it over and over and drew our own devastating Martian attacks.
Eventually, after what seemed like eons of slavishly saving, I had enough to buy my very own copy. That Saturday morning I cycled straight to Woolworths but to my dismay all they had was the pokey wee cassette version. I'd waited too long to look any further, so forwent the glossy vinyl package just so that I could finally own it.
I raced home and with a black pudding roll poised at my mouth I listened to a seemingly endless silence before finally... finally Richard Burton began 'No-one would have believed, in the last years of the 19th Century, that human affairs were being watched from the timeless worlds of outer space...DUM DUM DAAA!