Julio Iglesias

Yes people, there is a triple play of Julio on at the moment. It’s at this moment I realise I have turned into my parents. I can remember when I would sit upstairs like Tracy Barlow before she took the tab of e, got Samir’s kidney and her face changed, listening to Radio 1 and knew of new music. Now, unless it’s on Radio 2 I have no clue. And lets face it Sundays are not progressive music days. Through yesterday’s Zoe Ball show I know of Cage The Elephant. Through Paul O’Grady I know Julio covered Patsy Cline’s Crazy.

How in god’s name did I become a 30 year old buying bunting for the Royal Wedding, baking all weekend with a passion for Radio 2? It’s frightening.

And why do I now feel the need to buy a Julio best of? Stop the madness!

– I don’t run for pleasure. I run for the love of cake. And bread. And pie.

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