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The day the music died

I was out the other night with some of my old advertising chums. What I didn't realise was quite how old they had actually become.

When the noise levels in the West End boozer got in the way of our conversation, one of our number actually insisted that the barman turn the music down. The song playing at the time was "American Pie" by Don McLean.

Although I was just as grateful as my friends for a reduction in decibel levels, it struck me as a little worrying that we were unable to cope with an early 70s pop song about Buddy Holly.

Phil Woodford is 38.

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  1. Anonymous3:25 AM

    Fear not Phil. I've become my father in that respect as well. I was out with Ross a couple of weeks ago in Ben Crouch's Tavern. I couldn't hear myself speak (as me old fella used to say).

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