out walking the dogs this morning and trampled over a broken compact cassette, the innards of which were strewn all over the footpath. I'm sure it's at least 15 years since I last saw that.

Memories of my first car in 1978 and my Dad's Phillips battery operated cassette player lying on the passenger side floor. Friends ejecting tapes and lobbing them out of the window.
I always thought this was the classic way of making known your opinion of a friends musical taste.