When we were children, on Sundays my Dad would play all the favorite albums and I would lie close to the radiogram and listen all day. I learnt to change them so I could play them over and over and over. We all loved to do this after our sea bath, it was traditional. As we grew up and had different responsibilities and studies and the rest of things that led to our differences, the Sunday arguments started and they continued up until now. Now, we have nothing more to do than enjoy each others company on Sundays, yet we argue