J: Do you think you'll cry?
Me : Nah. I'm too much of a hard man for that!
I could tell J didn't believe me. She was right not to. About halfway through, the group was joined by their string arranger, Louis Phillippe, who read Alasdair MacLean's wonderfully evocative short story, 'Losing Haringey'; a song which has never failed to make me shiver since the first time I played 'Strange Geometry'. Philippe then took his place at the grand piano and from the moment Alasdair sang "Goodnight my angel of the dark" the shivers gave way to tears. I just hadn't steeled myself for 'Dreams of Leaving':