It was the summer of 1965 and I was fourteen and decided to hitch-hike to London, a distance of 250 miles from my home town. It was to become a pilgrimage that would unknowingly at that time have a great influence on the rest of my life. Sleeping rough for two weeks I discovered the sights of central London and even visited The Beatles fan club and the offices of Private Eye in Soho.I took the train to Richmond and The Jazz & Blues festival, at The Auberge coffee bar in the town I remember someone telling me to listen to Robert Johnson, the rest is history and The Who and The Steam Packet were great.
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