
The morning after our Oxford show we had breakfast next to the Carling Academy then drove out to the countryside to drop off Al's girlfriend Rosie at her family's farm. And this is what I'd wanted all along: rural England, pastoral calm, big heavy gray skies over dewy fields. We drove down the cobble streets and I stuck to the bus window, staring out at the stone cottages and the livestock in muddy pens. It was pure James Harriot vibe, pre-War vibe, old England, the real stuff. Sweetheart that she is, Rosie wanted to introduce me to [...]