Day six, and a song that reminds me of somewhere.
This takes me straight to Lincoln Road, Christchurch and 1985.
Near the railways tracks, and some pubs that are no longer there.
Addington, the prison was still there, the Epitaph Riders had their gang house, and
the Stork Inn Milkbar served enormous milkshakes made with malt and eggs.
I hear this and I am instantly transported back to
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