This track reminds me of my school friend Diane. We didn’t know the lyrics properly (did anyone?) but used to sing along loudly and tonelessly on the school bus, much to the annoyance of the bus escort. It was the start of my foray into much louder and spikier music. Diane and I were forces brats who met in Gibraltar in our mid teens. For a glorious year we were joined at the hip, singing, dancing and spending endless days in the sun. We bought our first pair of platform shoes together, shoes that my father hated. He said they looked like surgical boots! They did, in truth, but we thought we looked fabulous, even though we couldn’t walk in them, and they made my feet bleed!! It was a wonderful time, of crushes, and make-up, all sweetly innocent. We lost contact after she left Gibraltar, but thanks to the power of Facebook, are back in contact again, and spend glorious hours laughing about our memories of this time!