You can’t beat the big band sound from the forties and early fifties. I have them on cassette tapes, eight track tapes, and on CDs too but I still e...joy my records. Some of the old seventy-eights are almost a quarter of an inch thick and grooved only on one side. My father had some of the old Edison cylindrical phonograph tubes but he got rid of them before we ever knew how valuable they really were.I asked, “Where shall we begin?”To which Tina said, “Let me get out of these first.”I watched as. I'm going to go and get lunch ready."Victoria followed her out. Mark stayed at the piano and tried to play Clair de Lune from memory, failing miserably. He followed them into the kitchen."Is it all right if I have a mug of beer, Mum?" Of course it is, darling. Help yourself."They chatted happily. David appeared and went straight off to change. He disappeared immediately after lunch as he had to pick up a couple of the team on the way to the match. Mark and Victoria followed half an hour later,. They worked together like burgers and fries; I stuffed my face with their greasy goodness, so to speak. Even with the apparent shit on my mind, they both still managed to make me feel like a whole new woman.The pleasure was just that strong, and I couldn't be that mad at either of them, even if they didn't know I had something to be upset about then. After a few minutes, I looked at Greg and saw him glaring at me.We said everything and nothing to each other right then. Greg admitted everything. Yeh baat 6 mahine puraani hai.meri story aisi suru hue ki muje bhi nahi malum yeh kya hua tha,mai kisi kaam se apne mobile se kisika number lagaya,lekin galati se wrong number lag gaya,samne se kisi female ki awaaj aayi kon chayiye,maine kaha mukesh hai,usne kaha nahi,aapko kon sa number lagaya hai,fir maine number bataya to wo boli sorry aap ka wrong no. hai.fir maine aisehi baat karne laga,wo bhi mera jawab de rahi thi,maine pucha yeh kaha ka number hai ,wo boli borivli ka,maine kaha mai bhi.