Many years ago, it wouldn’t have been uncommon to find me screeching in my bedroom. If you could stand the racket, you may have made out some of the words. “Ayee yeaaah ah, OOH AH”. It’s not really surprising that, given what I remembered, even in the age of Google, I couldn’t track down the… Continue reading “As I went out one morning”, better known as “OOH AH”