Monthly Archives: November 2023

Crispian St Peters The Pied Piper 1966 It’s something to do with the poem, I suppose. I always guessed it was about drugs. The woodwinds win it for me.

We used to live near Muswell Hill. One day, my parents from up north came to visit and we went for lunch at the legendary Clissold Arms. On the way home, we passed a tall gentleman ambling along Fortis Green … Continue reading →