The Messenger

Something funny happened yesterday.

To tell this story, I have to start off in late-May. For that was the time when I came across a Johnny Marr album on Apple Music. I liked it so much I decided to buy my own CD of it, so I found the cheapest edition I could find from a third party seller on Amazon.

The CD of The Messenger was advertised as in a 'very good' used condition on the website. I spent a total of £3.44 that included the £1.26 for postage and packaging.

I placed the order on May 24th. It must have arrived at least a couple of days after that. 

When it did land on my doormat, I picked it up and placed it on my computer desk with the intention of opening up the CD and adding it to my iTunes library when my Apple Music subscription ended (I was in the midst of a 4-month promotion at the time so didn't need the CD).

To try and cut this story slightly - I ended up forgetting about the CD. It was only yesterday when I was cleaning up my desk space when I realised the bubble-wrapped envelope waiting to be opened.

I knew what was inside. My memory isn't THAT bad. Yet.

It was what was inside which surprised me.

In my hands was the CD I had ordered over two months ago. It was as described. And then some.

Right on the cover was a squiggle. 'Surely not?!' I exclaimed when I saw it. I then typed 'Johnny Marr signature into Google' and came across a plethora of images of signed photos of Marr. The signatures look very similar to what was on the album.

What an added bonus. And to think it had been on my desk for over two months without knowing I owned Marr's autograph.