every reader thinks it should be 'spooning'.


So take spare time to do an amendment concerning
contents of my profile. Although I could - just
like everybody could, I'm sure, if everybody tried -
be, I am not of this age I offer in the profile.

It is a matter of inaccuracy to remain silent if
someone asks about my real age. Sceptically char-
acters will be ready to maintain this got to do
with the fact that I could be of an age less than
the required 13 years. (May be or not, it is up to
you to decide if this might be an apropriate solu-
tion to the deep burning question.)

Okee, I should write some worde for those, who are
not interested in my age. Only fair, for I had a
look into this blog's stats and it seems likely that
it found one regular reader. *Yeah!!*
I remember at the age of 4, when I fumbled around in
this room where my mother used to iron and things.
There was a wireless, an old, big Humdinger-type that
(so seen from today)was placed there, because it was
not wanted in other rooms - too big, too much presen-
ce compared with newer things. Well, as usual I tried
this and that, never before got opportunity to have
a close look at it - alone. Maybe it was offline the
several time I turned the wheels, maybe it was chance,
maybe it was fate, exclusively driven at me, maybe it
was a trick my younger brother played at me - who can
tell it today? Not me.
So I turned this wheely buttons and an electrical buzz
sounded up - draw my fingers back immediately. Throug
this deep buzz cut the unforgetable Lady Madonna!!
This changed my life for ever.

No, I am not talking of any of the millions catholic
customs and habits, I mean the Beatles song. Next was
Adriano Cellentano's Azuro. Both got strong impression
on me and - although I gave up making my own - music
bacame and is a strong influence in my life.
But I won't answer questions about my age.