Monday, 31 January 2011

Paradise Hawaiian style

In the summer of 1977 I was 10 years old. On the 16th August, my dad's birthday, we heard the news. The King had died.
Immediately there was an Elvis season on the telly. All his films. Me and my sisters spent weeks laid on our beds watching them all. We were allowed the black and white portable TV up in our room ESPECIALLY.

Blue Hawaii, Fun in Acapulco, Viva Las Vegas. Oh that dance sequence with Ann Margret! We lapped it up like thirsty kittens. Chemistry was never like THAT at school.

Wonderful exotic locations. The images stayed with me. Fermented for a few years. And then pop! out they came onto greeting cards.

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