I ran into John Foreman a while ago at a funeral, thankfully not his. Indeed, it was quite hard to keep up with him as he strode out from Kew station to Mortlake. He looks not one jot different from I first met him in the 60s (at his local, the Enterprise, Chalk Farm).

He'll still perform from time to time, but when he wants to. If you see him lurking at the back of your venue, don't ask him. Then he might . . .