Hi Max, I was just thinking of you …

I remember the time that Kentucky and I decided to visit old Jewson after a particularly heavy Drinking Session at the Hyde Park. It was one of those spur of the moment ideas after the pub closed – I said to Kentucky “Let’s go round and visit Jewson.” It seemed like a great idea at the time, and Kentucky just smiled. We turned up at Jewson’s house and she uttered those immortal words “Hi Max, I was just thinking of you …” Then she saw Kentucky and things got a bit frigid. Luckily, we were immune to the cold, and old Hunt felt the full force of the breeze later, and rightly so.