Authors: Mike Read
British Isles behind, Fair Isle in front.
In the words of the Stephen Foster song, the ‘Old Folks at Home’.
Not sure about my batting stance, but my mother’s wicket-keeping is exemplary.
Aged fifteen: my first electric guitar and my first-ever appearance in front of an audience.
A moody quartet comprised of Peebles, Powell, Peel and I in the Radio One studios at Broadcasting House.
At the start of 500-mile walk assisted by The Proclaimers and Dennis the Menace. Another normal day, then.
The Rock-Olas – myself, Paul Foss, Barry Gibson and Keith West – on tour with the Radio One Roadshow.
A cuppa with Macca.
All together now: ‘We’re all going on a summer holiday…’
The moment before mine and Richard Branson’s prank misfires and a friend’s wedding cake crashes to the ground. We are reminded of it annually.
Chris Farlowe, Cliff Richard, Sue Barker and I at the Abbey Road studios.
The
Guinness Book
boys – me, Tim Rice and Paul Gambaccini – with Kate Bush. It was humorously captioned: ‘Three men with Kate Bush in their eyes.’
‘All the nice girls love a sailor’: in the Mediterranean with Olivia Newton-John and Gloria Hunniford.