The first gig of the Jacques Cousteau Tour will be on Mothering Sunday - NOT 'Mothers' Day', which is a horrible Americanisation of a fine British tradition. (See 'Groundhog Day' vs. 'Candlemas') It's a good thing Granny Flindt isn't around any more, or she'd be tracking down all those referring to 'Mothers' Day' and beating them round the head with a bag full of rock cakes.
Anyway, talk at rehearsal was of a new band pic for the occasion, featuring us all with daffodils. And just look what I found in Granny Flindt's huge drawer of old pictures:
My big brother, who took the picture, has helpfully written on the back: 'Charlie being a poof.'
Ah, the good old 1970's, eh?
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