I found some faded photos in the loft of Terry in Palmer Park, Reading, in the 1970s, with his first dog, Bob. He never stopped talking about that black collie cross, with its white flash and soft ears, and how Bob was first in the water and last out. He told me how he would take Bob to gigs at The Retreat pub, in Reading, in the hood of his Parka. The dog sat under a table while TC played. ..and how Bob ate through a sack of manure in the garden and vomited it all over the k