April 1967, London 
After Nina Simone’s UK tour – which bodes well for the building of her British audience, one of my primary goals as her 19-year old UK fan club founder, my focus is now on getting a job. I’m still not up for returning to Soul City record shop with Dave Godin and Robert Blackmore – even though I’m still technically a partner in what is Britain’s 1st record store that only sells American soul and R&B. First boyfriend Franklin is history and I’m hoping that I can go back to work at John Menzies record department in the City of London…
The last thing I’m thinking of is dating… ‘Can I speak to David?’ A completely unknown man is calling on the phone in our family flat in Fulham above the fish & chip shop which my father manages along with his ‘assistant’ Sadie (an Irish woman who lives with us, has been having an affair with my Dad under my mother’s nose and will go on to become his life partner)…
‘This is David…who is this?’ I ask curiously. ‘Um, my name is William. You don’t know me but I work with Franklin…’ I’m now intrigued. ‘He told me he’s not going out with you anymore…’ I’m a little taken aback. ‘I found your phone number on a message you left for him at work…’ I had on occasion called Franklin at the Strand Palace hotel where he worked…. ‘I was wondering if I could meet you?’ asks William, sheepishly… I consider it and agree to meet him one Saturday afternoon to go to the movies at the Hammersmith Odeon cinema which will be the venue where as it turns out, I will see Aretha Franklin for the first time in 1968..

Meanwhile the wonderfully soulful Maxine Brown‘s 1965 recording “One Step At A Time “(written by Nick Ashford, Valerie Simpson and Joshie Armstead) comes to mind with lyric lines, ‘Don’t push me, what’s your hurry?’ comes to mind…