Settling down on the sofa after a long day of teaching, I picked up the remote and pressed play.
We can’t go on together, with suspicious minds…the TV blared out.
‘Ahh,’ I sighed. ‘Just what the doctor ordered.’
I’d just finished marking the last of the homework, and had carefully placed the books in a neat pile to hand back to all the kids the following day.
For now, I had other plans.
Soon, I was swaying in time to the music and dancing around the living room as the familiar tune rang out.
Since age six, I had been a huge fan of Elvis Presley.
I’d watched my first Elvis film with my parents and had them on repeat ever since.
As I got older, I loved attending social events and tribute shows, too.
I was part of
