Saturday, March 13, 2010

You Send me

'50 original gems - The Roots of Soul' a double CD from FOPP costing £3 which Kev brought home as a gift for Kaz.

Tight? Kev?


As it was playing, he Googled Sam Cooke.


Then he asked ...
'Kaz .... er .... Had your Sam Cooke got long blonde hair and an impressive chest?'

'Yes to the hair, but her chest was pretty average'.


He showed me the picture which I compared with my snap taken in 2005.


KAZ's photo - click to check it's Sam.

And Yes! It's the same person - before enhancement.

My Sam Cooke was Samantha. She spent three years in my A level Chemistry class. Her brain was spot on, her attitude wasn't.

But I liked her. Even when totally outrageously in the wrong she made me laugh. Even when her lateness was unforgivable we were entertained by her repartee and great outfits.


Sam usually did her prac. with a dopey lad called Dave. No one understood my Sam and Dave 'Hold on I'm coming' jokes.


So my Sam Cooke has done well for herself - Page three girl, cover of NUTZ, FHM, Loaded etc.. She's even talking politics.

Obviously with my immaculate feminist credentials I have difficulty with this.



But hey - Several of my students have done well but they never had their own calendar.


Here's the real thing.


KAZ

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