This week, I felt like something a little different. He always makes me remember an eccentric aunt and uncle of mine, both now long dead. When we were children back in the 50's one of my uncles played the sitar, when we visited, the strange instrument sitting in the corner of the living room was a source of wonder. One day he announced that he, his wife and their four children were all going to become vegetarians, and from that day onwards they were. A few years later, he announced that the entire family were going to move out of English suburbia and live in a remote part of the welsh Hills, which they did. After that I didn't get to see them very much, but the sitar forever reminds me of them.
