After each Saturday morning show, with the sound of this music ringing in our ears, dozens of us kids rode out of the cinema on our imaginary horses. Beating the living daylights out of our bums we charged along Sunderland Road racing against the tram car.
Whenever my mum wanted me go on an urgent shopping message, she would tell me to take my horse. Silly thing is - I did.
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