
I'm sad now. Phil Easton died. I grew up listening to The Great Easton Express, and used to take great delight in listening to Phil talk about the ace gig he'd been to the night before, as it was in the days when, chances were, I'd been there too. His "interviews" with Rick Wakeman were side-splitters; like overhearing the funniest conversations ever from the two blokes sat next to you in the pub.
*Sniff!*
All it'd take now to completely ruin my day will be a defeat for the bizarrely Keane-less Reds . . .
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