It was the best of times, it was the worst of times,
it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness,
it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity,
it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness,
it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair,
we had everything before us, we had nothing before us,
we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way ...

I was born on 1951, so I remember it pretty well, even though I was a bit too young to appreciate much of it. The Sixties (capital T, S) were the years from 1962 to 1968; The Fifties went on too long, and The Seventies started early by default when The Sixties ended with a whimper.

I was at Weoley -- I can remember that, even if I've forgotten who was playing there. it was Mick Jagger who said it, BTW. And I'm not wrinkly either -- at least, not where it shows.

Years later I realised that "free over" really meant "compulsory sex for females", but I'd read the Blessed Germaine by then.

Love, Peace and Caldmore,
Steve