"We were still living at Aunty's house on Greenwich Park Road, where she had added on a room for us. Our bedroom faced the road, so in the daytime Bob and I curtained off part of it and made the front into a little shop, where we sold our 45rpm "dub plates" -- in those days everything was on thess seven-inch vinyl recordings. Some days we'd sell three, some days six, sometimes as many as twenty-five, out of a cashier's booth, a little cage we'd constructed. I never imagined that cage as part of history."
-Rita Marley