It happened to me in late 1984. Michelle went for a trip to Australia for a time to wean Angus. So it was just me and him in the big warehouse space with the Doctor Strange window on Wakefield Street. I’d get him off to sleep finally and put on the radio.
This one night I tuned into a game of cricket being played in England. John Bracewell was batting wi…
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