I also fancied listening to this - it reminds me of my Foundation Course in Guildford, when I cooled off on the hot evenings in the summer of 1968, by riding my 1938, Triumph Tiger 80 around town, with this song going through my head. A 350 cc, single cylinder motorbike which was a classic, even in those days.
I wore short sleeves, and no helmet. I can smell the oil and un-burnt petrol now.
Also - the best use of Dolmesch Recorders in popular music. Cro and I knew the Dolmesch family when we lived near Farnham - the factory was near Godalming. Old man Dolmesch use to pitch his recorder louder than any member of his group or family, because he was an egocentric old c***.
ReplyDeletesounds like you were a dreamy rebel!
ReplyDeleteThat sort of sums it up, Heather. I was certainly a bit fuzzy round the edges.
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