The squash court, March 1966. My name is carved in one of the wooden upper rafters at the far end. In 65-66, we repainted it, and I decided not to let immortality slip through my fingers!
The squash court, March 1966. My name is carved in one of the wooden upper rafters at the far end. In 65-66, we repainted it, and I decided not to let immortality slip through my fingers!