Our great friends gave Jason a record player for his birthday. There’s something so lovely and comforting about the crackling sound of vinyl. It’s like a warm fire. “It’s the quality of the sound and that exact physical involvement with the music that makes listening to vinyl in the digital era such a rewarding experience,” writes the Telegraph’s Emma Barnett of her love affair with the snap, crackle and pop of vinyl. The other day, we gathered around it, and it felt like that scene in Downtown Abbey, when its residents flock to the wireless in wonder. I played some calypso music by Hubert Smith which is a sure way to get everyone on their dancing feet.