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It's a holiday in Brazil today, a bank holiday, a public holiday or whatever you'd call it. Inspired by a 1998 home-made VHS video of a French television concert I stumbled upon on YouTube the other day and have been watching ever since, I'm enjoying the joy of listening to Belle and Sebastian on the 1989-1991 Sony sound system my dad brought from Japan 26 years ago and I've gladly inherited while he's still alive, gladly. The sound is amazing. I can't help but turn it really up, to the dismay of my neighbours in the adjacent flats - and start dancing in the middle of the living room, to the amusement of my teenage girl student who lives in the building opposite mine and has taken to spying on me from her rich-people top floor flat. Working late into the night. Sending a friend good night. Waking up before the alarm clock goes off. Having a shower, washing your hair. Putting on a cute comfortable fraying old little dress. Having lots of cinammon a...