And she meant it

It’s Jane’s birthday ,
so in her honour I’ve cranked up the volume on Mama Cass Elliot’s ‘ Make your own kind of music’ .
In our ‘lets go out and drive anywhere days’ we used to put her Mama and Papa’s cassette in the player of her little Mini-Traveller Estate , turn it up to full volume and belt it out as we drove to Brighton , or London or Gatwick Airport ( just to watch the planes take off ) .
Then once when i told her the people in the next car to us at the traffic-lights were staring at us because they thought she was Nana Musurki and she really upset me by saying ,no it wasn’t because they thought she was Nana , it was that they thought I was Mama Cass!