Memories of cycling across Parkers' Piece, in front of the pavillion named after the Master. Of lunches at the Red Lion in Histon and at the Boat House on the decking, of Fort St George.
At the front of the bus - pics from St Martin in the Fields steps - is Freddie, worse for wear, and Michael. At the back, skunkhear KP. Never met a nice one...Glorious weather, Jerusalem, great good humour, creamy old England and a splendid open-top bus. My dear old thing...