LOL! Well, I didn't steal mine. ;-)

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Steve the sound engineer gave me the towel after a french stage hand refused my request. He trew me the towel when i told him it was for Jane. The towel was lying near the drum platform. How could i reach that Alan ??? please considder you alligation my friend..

Aw, Pieter, I'm pretty sure Alan was teasing you! ;-)

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Steve the sound engineer gave me the towel after a french stage hand refused my request. He trew me the towel when i told him it was for Jane. The towel was lying near the drum platform. How could i reach that Alan ??? please considder you alligation my friend..

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thank you always pieter....
i still have it...in a safe place
and when i hold it
i think of that wonderful time in paris
alvin in olympia....
with lovely friends and eric...
red coat and all....
lots of love
jane
xxxxx

Allegation??? Allegation????

That's a bit strong!!!!!

Of course you were handed it, the stage was too high for you to reach, and like the gentleman you are you passed it to Jane.

Back in your box, Alan.

Thanks ..No problem Alan . Soon when there is a concert in the UK ill buy you your favorite J.D.C on the rocks and we have fun and Rock and Roll my dear friend .No box for you ..

Wagstaff has a large piece of the Woodstock watermelon in a bottle full of rather ominous looking liquid. He claims it is Alvin's Woodstock Watermelon Rind Wine and he is saving it for a special occasion. Personally, I wouldn't drink it on a dsre or a bet

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A desiccated piece of Alvin's Woodstock watermelon rind, oddly fashioned in the shape of a guitar pick (sort of), has made its way to the Midwest, and is now an object of reverence at the Annual Watermelon Days of Stanhope, Iowa...lovingly ensconced on a big red guitar-shaped platter in the old gazebo of the town park. A loudspeaker blasts "I'm Going Home" continuously until all attendees do, in fact, go home. :-)

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