Originally Posted by
Flem
Slightly off-topic, I know, but I remember the first time I saw Bob Dylan perform, at the Bradford Town Hall in 1962. I was conversing with Mr Dylan backstage after the event, and I asked him what he thought could be done to improve safety in fell running. He looked at me for a few seconds and said, rather enigmatically I thought, "Graham, the answer is blowing in the wind, my friend' and then he hit me over the head with his guitar. By the time I'd recovered he'd gone, so I wasn't able to ask him how he knew my name. That conundrum stayed with me down the years until recently when, as I was cycling along the towpath of the Leeds-Liverpool canal, past the detritus of our once impressive engineering heritage, I realised that, at the time I'd spoken to Mr Dylan, I had still been wearing my name badge from the 3rd International Conference on Management in Fell Running held at the Ilkley School of Management where, earlier in the day, I'd made the keynote speech on the topic of the Role of Pedantry in Personnel Management. That explanation satisfied me, but only for a few hours. It was as I was getting out of the shower afterwards that I suddenly thought "But, my name's not Graham! It's Dave."
Off out for a run now. I think I'll listen to Beethoven's Ninth Symphony in the car on the way to the start today.
