'The Higsons come from Norwich. But I prefer East Grinstead.'
And while we're on this theme. I saw Robyn Hitchcock playing in Norwich pretty soon after my arrival there and I imagine he played this. This strangely, and somehow sadly, at least for me, is almost thirty years ago. They were supported by a student band called Dogburger, who also sadly, provide me with the greatest memories of the occasion. The lead singer howled most of the words during their support set into a baseball glove and either fell or was pulled offstage. The bassist had dyed his hair carrot orange and was called Horrid Pete. Hitchcock was storming around demanding that they get taken off. Such is memory.
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