When your Blues have no words …
I’m trying to get through the day on a very disturbed 3½ hours of near sleep. Bloody legs.

This would be me … if I could play harmonica. And walk.

source: detail from R. Crumb album cover
Harmonica Blues (Great Harmonica Performances Of The 1920s And ’30s) (1976) Yazoo L-1053 discogs.com

I’ve just heard that the pub that hosted my infamous going away party at the end of July 1967 prior to me emigrating to Canada is up for sale and may well be torn down for development.

It was never as great a pub as the name might suggest, but I have happy memories of drinking there. But not too many from that night!

There are not many pictures to be found on the internet, but here are those I’ve managed to collect.