Wrap me around your finger, see me fall

Could we get any more 80s if we tried..?

A mini-timeslip, dear reader! We're gone into warp drive and find ourselves in a long-forgotten world - 1982: the year of of the Falklands War, E.T., the SDP, CND, AIDS and the IRA.

In the news headlines in December forty-one years ago: the re-opening of the Spain-Gibraltar border after more than a decade, the murder of 17 people and wounding of dozens more by terrorist splinter group the INLA in the bombing of the Droppin Well disco in Ballykelly, the Greenham Common Women's Peace Camp, the closure (with the loss of 1200 jobs) of the Round Oak Steelworks in Dudley after 125 years, and we bade a fond farewell to the wonderful Marty Feldman [NB and Nicki Minaj was born]. In our cinemas: Gandhi; The Plague Dogs; Tron. On telly: the famous Only Fools and Horses episode involving a priceless chandelier; The Snowman; and the final public performance by ABBA on The Late, Late Breakfast Show.

And in our charts this week in 1982? Just in time for the usual "Xmas novelty hit" season, Renee and Renato's cheesy Save Your Love had just rocketed to the #1 slot (where it would remain until the New Year). Also present and correct were (last week's incumbents) The Jam, Culture Club, Shakin'-bloody-Stevens, Madness, Lionel Ritchie, Human League, Wham, Modern Romance and that duet between David Bowie and Bing Crosby.

Just departing the Top Ten, however, was this eternal house favourite here at Dolores Delargo Towers:

Blancmange - Living On The Ceiling

You keep me running round and round
Well, that's alright with me
Up and down, I'm up the wall
I'm up the bloody tree

That's alright with me
Yeah, that's alright with me
Well, it feels alright to me
Yeah, it looks alright to me

And I'm so tall, I'm so tall
You raise me and then you let me fall
And I'm so small, I'm so small
Wrap me around your finger, see me fall

You keep me running round and round
Well, that's alright with me
Nothing, nothing, nothing's gonna
Step in my way

Living on the ceiling
No more room down there
Things fall into place
You get the joke, fall into place

And I'm so tall, I'm so tall
You raise me and then you let me fall
And I'm so small, I'm so small
Wrap me around your finger, see me fall
Here we go

You keep me running round and round
Well, that's alright with me
Up and down, I'm up the wall
I'm up the bloody tree

Hiding from your questions
Questions you won't ask
Why am I up the tree, you say
Why are you down there, I say

And I'm so tall, I'm so tall
You raise me and then you let me fall
And I'm so small, I'm so small
Wrap me around your finger, see me fall
Hey

Faboo! But so very, very long ago...

Sob.