Respect! Us old blokes are cool...

Me and Bob (H) were gently grafting away and he was telling me about his recent ills...gradual loss of sight due to cataracts, and the huge impact that had on him...(they've been removed now, or at least one has, so he's got some sight back), and we were talking about how dry the ground was and that we needed rain. I said "Not for the festival that I'm off to in a couple of weeks...". Bob replied "Would that be Glastonbury? I went to the very first one, and the Isle of Wight as well, and saw Jimi Hendrix".

How cool is that!

Briefly, he told me what he could remember from 41 years ago. He drank in the bar at Glastonbury with Roger Daltrey, and remembers Jimi Hendrix as an unknown in those days.

Bob used to keep his own allotments but had to give them up when they were developed into housing estates (tut...). He says he's really enjoying the opportunity of getting back to the land now on the community allotment. He seems to know everybody, and went to school with the guy who keeps the allotment on the other side of the track.

Here's Bob, true Glastonbury veteran, (respect!), watering one of the sunflowers that he had planted the previous day: