Glad you like it, Don. I first knew Roger when we worked together at a couple of advertising agencies and he became a friend as well as my 'boss', and he always encouraged my songwriting. Even in those days, he would head off to Suffolk on a Friday to work on restoring his farmhouse, often sleeping under a tarpaulin or inside the inglenook fireplace. He would turn up to work on Mondays covered in dirt and dust, usually clad in the old dustman's leather jerkin that he continually wore, would have a shower and put on the suit he kept in his office. We lost touch for several years after we both left London (me to go to South Africa) but renewed our acquaintance after the publication of Waterlog.

He introduced me to some of the great works of English literature and I, in turn, introduced him to John Cowper Powys, who he quotes from time to time in his books. Yeah, a great bloke and sadly missed.