Arthur Brown, Rockfield Studios and Me
In the early summer of 1970 or maybe 71, when I was fifteen (or sixteen) years old, my parents suggested I take up my uncle Harry’s offer of some summer employment at his petrol station and cafe in the village of Redbrook in the Wye valley outside Monmouth. My Uncle had two daughters who I […]
Post Glastonbury 2011
Seems like an age since we got back from Glastonbury. It was fun as ever but I confess it gets more exhausting as I get older – especially when there is mud and there was plenty this year. The car parks seem to get further away each year – must have been two miles with […]