KK is on vacation this week, so the Sunday post she normally does, the post which spawned the name of the blog, I did this week.

The theme of the post is “uplifting” and so I chose one from the early Sixties. Pre-Beatles music, I often find quite innocent, youthful, optimistis I guess, maybe a little naive even? So I thought this track would fit the bill.

I didn’t write it in the post, but the singer, a guy called Gerry Marsden, died at the start of this year. I don’t think it was COVID-related, but sad nevertheless. And while I couldn’t wait to leave Liverpool, he lived his whole life up there. I guess the early chart success made him financially-secure, and he was well-known up there for the charity work he did these later years.

My clip shows him at the indestructable age of 21.