Just a chance to make confession - you know it is good for the soul.
In 1965 I went to the Bristol Corn Exchange to listen to John Mayall's Bluesbreakers, Long John Baldry, Julie Driscoll and others. Listening to the lead guitar for the Bluesbreakers I observed to my brother "This bloke can play a bit, can't he?". My brother looked me up and down with utter contempt and finally said, "Colwyn, that is God". Well, I hadn't seen Eric Clapton before, how was I to know?
Have you anything you need to come clean about?