We steer around the roundabout - the overloaded long wheelbase van leaning to one side, trays with thousands of CD's balanced precariously amongst sealed boxes of obscure vinyl along with the dismantled double bed and everything else a young couple needs to start a new life in Glasgow.
'Glasgow 36 miles'
I turn to Junior and Mrs Junior possibly to be - " I'm afraid Love's Young Dream had turned into something of a nightmare for me when I was twenty-four."
"I can't imagine having a kid at this time of life" says Junior.
"No, neither can I." Was my reply.
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