There is nothing finer than dusting off some old records and playing them after so many years.

This week my kids marvelled at this thing called the ‘record player’.

It had been locked away in a box alongside some of the first records I ever bought… or should I say ‘borrowed’ off my brother and never gave back.

They had no idea what this contraption was. When I told them this was how they listened to music in the olden days they were truly shocked.

‘’So, you have to take this huge thing and make it spin on that thing?’ said one.

The whole process was quite relaxing. The idea of getting a record out of its sleeve and then placing it on the turntable it something quite unique.

It has become almost too easy to just log on to play the music you want. If you want music you simply type it into a search engine and find it. There is no satisfaction in that.

I hadn’t realised how much I had missed just playing music this way.

The whole process was a ritual that you cannot replicate anywhere.

Some advice, though, don’t ever allow a child of the 21st century to place the needle on the record.

As well an old single of Booker T and The MGs’ Time Is Tight - I actually had all the soundtrack albums from the Sergio Leone westerns.

They didn’t seem to get why one would want to listen cowboy music.

Also in my collection was double album from Sam Cooke and a record so old I had to work out on a calculator just how old it was – an album by Fats Domino.

I have to hear a tune better than I’m Walking in my life.

The Beverly Hills Cop Soundtrack proved to be a favourite. I told my kids that this is what I listened when I was ten. To my surprise they liked it.

Having gone through the records I thought it might be good to watch some ‘Laurel and Hardy?’ ‘Laurel who?’ came the reply.