Many potential red flags here … not least that that Nazareth song of the time resonated with the young of the time … we’re mostly beyond all that now, so what’s in it for a 2026 UHC reader? Then we have those who were never into that sort of “noise” anyway … the musical divide, maybe even the gender divide.

Then we have two youngsters here finding the song resonating with them … so what, we might ask? He also points out that he does not like people saying “you’re young” as an argument … dashed love is just as real for a young person. What’s a young person’s world to us in our dotage?

To me, it’s the same argument as those saying who cares if Persian girls are ecstatic? What’s that to us? I’d just say that these young folk are taking the trouble to explore our world back then … we can at least hear them out, otherwise … whither society?

I didn’t originally like these reactors, esp. her with that harsh, “modern” self-satisfied, ubiquitous crow’s voice … but slowly my opinion changed … she’s a bit shy, truth be told, tears come to her eyes quite often, his affection for her is touching … plus they’re both of our stock.

May I ask you to bear with them, esp. the analysis after the song. As for Nazareth, what appalling fashions and hair of 1976 … but that’s just my 2026 opinion. Song is a classic, his voice too.

That’s as far as I meant to go with this post … the intergenerational theme … then checked my inbox about 0700 … there was a letter from “her”.

Some months back, I made contact again … only way it happened was a guy who’d been with the younger sister was referred by another lady to my request, saw the project, made it happen. Code of the Bros.

Her reaction was “sounds like you’re still working things through”. But she was still excited by the idea, half a century later. Different people now and yet not different from how each was in some ways. There’s an old joke about guys … she moves on, no damage, stepping stone stuff, you know the score … but the more sigma or right bstd he’s seen as, the more devastated he really is …

Two months later, he makes contact, insults her but says we can still be together. Er … no mate … it’s over. Get it through your head.

If you do make contact, gentlemen, it’s with a different person now, different set, children, grandchildren. And yet it can still be nice. That Nazareth song above I generally cannot listen to, strictly for personal reasons. The Eden Kane one … weeeelllll, I’m admitting nuffink, ok.

This one below … I find it too difficult to watch, for personal reasons … you see, the lady in the clip looks a bit like “her” back then:

Incidentally, both have the same initials in our names. Had.