RJ Willey 
Cherry Pickers 

18-year-old Bobby Kemp got to the ’60s in time alright, no further than Leeds, and remembered all of it. What a year: school out and passed the 11+. So, being a white-collar worker for the council is his future. A steady job then, set for life. A steady girl, engagement, marriage, kids, house, car, pension. But steady on, is that all? He hasn’t done anything, yet.His feeble rites of passage – steady as she goes, poop-poop, bleat – are dissed by a passing back-packing Californian, Ben Gaunt, who’s seeking his family roots near York. To Bobby’s ill-content at getting nowhere, slowly he offers, ’It’s your life, man. Just go…’ And he does: he drops everything and goes on the road into the ’60s.Along this passage there are side alleys, little ginnels and dead ends, each with characters and their stories to walk with for a while, until he just goes…