Originally Posted by
The Oberon
Quite true, I remember, in 1967, as a young JT at Wittering, piling into my old Ford Zephyr with 5 others and driving across to Spalding to see Jimi Hendrix and Pink Floyd. Must have looked total prats in kaftans and flares with regulation haircuts
Oh, pass the eye bleach! I know exactly how you felt, but by 67 I was at tengah, and close-shorn. It was the heat, you know!.
