Man on the Moon
There are some things etched in my memory like carvings into stone. Fifty years ago today, I pretended to be two years older than I was and entered a cinema to watch my first X rated movie, The Good, The Bad and The Ugly. It was the best movie I had ever seen, but I did not hang around for a second longer than i had to after it finished.
I raced home like the wind and arrived just in time to witness man landing on the moon, to the glorious sound of Also Sprach Zarathusa, broadcast live by the BBC. What a momentous occasion. I have been in love with space and that music ever since.