In the months before Christmas I used my phone to play music for my mother every evening - chiefly Handel's Messiah and pieces by Aksel Rykkvin, the finest boy treble I have ever heard. I also introduced her to Michael Nyman's film music and she surprised me by more than once asking for Wuthering Heights by Kate Bush.
My mother was never a great one for buying records but knew a good voice when she heard one, so there were Roy Orbison and Johnny Cash records in the family collection.
I cannot remember a time when I did not know this track, which has now taken on a new meaning.
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As with my late partner,your mother will always be in your heart, remembered.
Thank you very much, Nigel.
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