….as it failed to mark the centenary yesterday of Ivor Cutler.

Here’s my first experience of him – the Peel session 1979, including a version of the story Egg Meat. I was very young and it blew my mind. This guy was from another planet. The incredible stillness of his delivery with the haunting strangeness of the story itself – at once everyday and fantastical. In this story he’s a cross between Chic Murray and HP Lovecraft.

Memories of the great man here please – particularly if you saw or even met him.

But remember: “If your breasts are too big, you will fall over – unless you wear a rucksack”