I have never been a Bob Dylan fan. Not that I don’t like his music, but he was always from a different era. But there are two tracks that I do like – Lay Lady Lay, and a forgotten single from 1978 called Baby Stop Crying that begins with the marvellous line, “You been down to the bottom with a bad man babe.”

Charlie showed me an image of a young Dylan on his phone. “What a handsome guy he was.”

I am reminded that Dylan may have been extremely attractive, and yes, I would have fallen in love with him, but I had once read that he was rude and obnoxious.

“He doesn’t take his clothes off when he goes to sleep, and the guy doesn’t clean his teeth, horrible breath,” a former staff member had said. And then there was Joni Mitchell who said she hated every moment of sharing the stage with him and blamed this on Dylan’s horrible breath.

I related this to Charlie, and he stared at Dylan with disappointment. “I hope that you realise how lucky you are to have me around.,” he sighed. “Not everybody is perfect like me.”