nostr:npub1ex328w5w0hjweznw8t6f9epk5w5xy4ak6kzyc7y93lfjtelxuymsk9c58j Yeah, I think of him when we drive through Spinningdale on our shopping trips east. But in his day he was also regular at our local in the village where we lived in Hampshire. One of his ad-libs reflects that area, (paraphrase) "You look like a ballerina mincing her way through Swan Lake at an amateur performance at the village hall in Middle Wallop", that being a couple of miles from where we lived.