[ggm]

I knew a few people in the UK astronomy community, and the Met office was a great place for them. Michael fish's multicolour knitted tank-tops sort of personified the home counties tolerance for minor departure from the norms.

One of my astro chums at Bracknell rode a thumpingly noisy 4 stroke indian with a side-car, smoked hand-rolled menthol cigarettes and appeared to want to become Patrick Moore in size and demeanour. I like to think he fitted in well.