I remember it well.
Saturday June 7th 1969. My 10th birthday. As a special treat I could take 3 mates to Wimpy for a burger followed by a cinematic extravaganza. A double bill of Dr No and Thunderball.
As I watched the glorious Ursula Undress rise from the waves I felt a strange stirring (a couple of years before the real stiffenening bacame instantly obvious but thereby hangs another tail). She truly was a goddess come to earth and ever since "Underneath the mango tree" has also held a special place as a musical aphrodisiac.
Thanks for reminding me.
(porkylips looks better as the sun goes down., Tue 19 May 2009, 11:58, Reply)