EARLY ELTON AND ME

Yes it's that time of year again: the time of year when I drink awful tea in Morrison's cafe while my car goes through its MOT.

It's not that bad. They're playing Your Song by Elton John. I quite like Early Elton; he has a little youthful wobble in his voice and it's kind of real and authentic. The older, Outrageous Elton I can leave to jump about on a purple piano, but Early Elton I can sing along with.

I also like the idea of writing a song for just one person, just to say that I hope they 'don't mind me putting down in words how wonderful life is because they're in the world.'

I'm not sure that continually stirring this tea is going to improve its flavour. I'd better go and see how my car is.