Certain images are evocative of a time. In this photo of mine from the 1960s, I’m not sure whether it is the vehicles or the advert - whatever happened to the Milk Marketing Board? - or the grey shapes of the mills: but it is the 60s.
The summers of my youth, when the most avant-garde experience might have been listening to a trad-jazz combo in the park. And if the sun was...
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