I once slept with Emmylou Harris, before her second marriage.

It was after her fist British concert in the Hammersmith Odeon bacl in 1974 (I think). I went backstage to meet her, we had a couple of drinks and one thing led to another.

Next thing I remember, the railway guard was shaking my shoulder and asking to see my ticket, and I realised it was all a dream.........

Murray