Hey man, groovy, far out and err ....that's all I remember from those days. cool
The song evokes memories of my last days at boarding school (Malvern) in 1967 and then the times in London sitting in various parks being "groovy"; then discovering Carnaby street and the Kings Road Chelsea and the fact I was not as groovy as I thought cry It was difficult to be groovy and a Dental student. Those were the days, my friend, when I first started writing songs and playing in folk clubs, fleetingly meeting Hendrix and Clapton.
The memories flood back!!

What can I say but beautiful, well crafted and excellent.
I have run out of superlatives.
+1 to all the above comments also.

Peace and love Man
Alyn