I went on to teach yoga evening classes and held 3 or 4 sessions a week. I also expanded into teaching creative movement classes which became very popular. This was the forerunner to keep-fit classes. In fact, when Saturday Night Fever burst onto the scene in the sixties I attended classes in the local ballroom with 60 others learning the various movements, later introducing them into my weekly class! I also taught meditation at this time and felt very fulfilled.

Then I fell in love with one of my students; a single mum with two children, aged 18 months and 3 years. I was 61 and she was 29. 18 months of blissful but clandestine meetings followed until my wife found out. I was on the verge of moving in but realized at the last minute that it was not right and called it off. It was the hardest decision I ever made in my life.

Shortly after this, my firm made me redundant at the age of 63 but it was about this time that I met somebody who was to make a considerable contribution to my understanding of the value of mind intent and non-attachment in the practice of unconditional love - there’s a place for grief but not for heartbreak.

Feeling a sense of freedom and a strong desire to explore the spiritual scene outside I traveled first to Findhorn in Scotland to the Samye Ling Tibetan monastery and then onto the Sufi centre in Bradford-on-Avon. I’d return home after 2/3 weeks of wandering to attend to necessary matters, then take off again visiting alternative and spiritual centers. In 1983 I sold my car and bought a ford transit motor caravan. I decked it out inside with coloured Indian prints of Lachmi Krishna and Shiva and took off visiting camps and gatherings offering workshops in yoga and meditation and movement which all went down well.