The evening I discussed dish-washing with George Harrison

It’s the early 90s, a small activity centre in the Brecon Beacons, and the man who wrote Here Comes the Sun wants to know how his young son’s getting on

It was the early 90s and I was at a loose end. I phoned a former employer and crossed my fingers.

Three days later I was the new kitchen assistant at a small activity centre in the Brecon Beacons. Mostly I just did the washing-up. I didn’t mind. The view from the window was amazing and the walls of the kitchen bounced to the sounds of the Red Hot Chili Peppers. I was happy.

I looked across the staffroom at the phone. George Harrison’s voice was going to be on the other end of that