“I was climbing up a country hillside; Cave was midway up playing a violin. All of a sudden I froze; I went Oh, no, I forgot the letter, and time stood still. My whole reason for being there had vanished. I continued upwards, thinking perhaps I could explain it by talking to him. Suddenly I was being trailed by two men who were apparently fans, I turned to them and said, “What are you doing, leave me alone!” but they wouldn’t leave, they still followed, and because of them Cave retreated and left.”