I think I was on holiday at the time, walking through a fairground with my parents. That was when I remember hearing my very first pop song, at about the age of 7 or 8. It was See My Baby Jive by Wizard. Either that or Long Haired Lover From Liverpool by Jimmy Osmond. But I won’t inflict that one on you.

There was never any pop music in our house though, until I was allowed to watch TOTP’s at about the age of 13. But it is amazing how the music and events we experience when we are young seem to stay with us for life.

I’d like to think though that we can keep making memories with music through the whole of our lives. And I totally disagree with the idea that our creativity declines as we get older.

I think there are great tunes up for grabs in the stratosphere at any age . And lyrics that perhaps range a little wider and possess a bit more wisdom.

But I hope none of us ever lose that elation, or the sheer optimism we had, when we first saw our baby jive.

Oh my!