Exactly the words, re Willie, I said to him at POTY event.
I’m sure he was wondering “What was that old ghit havering on about?” as my son led me away. But he was polite enough to nod kindly and, as if, understandingly when I was rambling on about Willie and the Ancell Babes. Maybe he was being sympathetic in case I was a dementia victim.
Later on, bored Jens with same reminiscences. And he was similarly polite and appreciative.