If ever a man did not want to visit a herb farm it was he. Meanwhile, the delightful 'flower child' was ordering so many herbs, pomanders and expensive soaps that I began to worry how she could pay for them.
The small boy began pulling the ear of a large, friendly poodle, and I said to Mick: 'Now if that was my dog it would have probably eaten your son by now.'
He replied, 'It's not my son, and I rather wish it had been your dog,' and with that the odious man started to fiddle with some joss- sticks on the counter. Just then the assistant told me that my 'flower children' were Marianne Faithful and Mick Jagger, who could easily afford to buy up the shop.
Apparently they had been making a film that afternoon at Pinewood Studios, and they must have come to Culpeper's en route for home in Chelsea. We never did go and see that lovely herb farm in Kent.
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