It was pure cheese back then, even walking around the wards you couldn't help but feel a little like smashy and nicey.
Some of the wards were for the very elderly and were full of charm and long battles with life, health and happiness- some grumbled, some moaned and some had nothing but a cheer in their heart.
Maternity was always a strange place, very tense in some areas and very relaxed in others as each mother went through the stages of pregnancy but each sparkly in their own way. We saw 2 women twice through our time there, both laughing that we were still there doing our thing.
I digress slightly,
While sitting there, presenting our "request show" there were always songs that you could not play, even if they were requested, and I thought you may have a a few as well to add to this list.
I try to comically look at this, sometimes thinking about it we were so tempted when one of the older crew used to ask specifically for some great things.
Strangely "My Way" by Frank Sinatra was allowed. We worked on the basis that the guy that ran the station only ever looked at the titles and not the meanings of a song
I can remember 3 songs that were on the "blacklist"
Stairway to Heaven
The first cut is the deepest
Every Breath you take
Feel free to add some more
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knockin on heavens door
dance with the devil
road to hell
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