Greg

This is my lovely son Greg.

This was taken in a cafe in Tunbridge Wells, on our way up to see Radiohead in London. After this we turned round and came home. Poor Greg has got a really nasty chest infection and has a temperature, shivers, aches and pains and is really not well enough to stand up for several hours in a hot, sweaty, germy atmosphere. So home for warm bath and some nurturing..... hopefully he'll be on the mend soon.

Sorry Radiohead, I don't suppose you'll miss us, I suspect there'll be a few others there. I suppose I could spend the evening playing their music and standing up in the lounge spraying myself with warm beer, but it just wouldn't be the same.

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