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and VDThe best bit of being a so-caled Hippie in the late Sixties was Flower Power, the Dawning of the Age odf Aquarius ,when World Peace almost broke out. Flower Power was wonderful while it lasted, but when it was over it was as if it had been just a midsummer night’s dream. When the realisation dawned that it was a dream that could never come to fruition, we all meekly trudged off to resume our mundane former existences. At least we took with us some memories. but all that remained from the brief outbreak of love and peace was………………
…………………..a trail of dead flowers.:flowers:
and a more thorough expertise in organic recreational drugs.
Aaaaahhhh good times. :cool